Ladies and Gentlemen, meet the Twisted Sister, an anonymous newcomer who bent over backwards this morning to attract attention at 7th and Montana. I mean that literally. She stretched herself across two chairs and bent her torso into a clam shell like a demented contortionist. “Howdy,” I said, “Is this seat taken?” She didn’t answer. I smiled and tried again. “My, aren’t you the flexible one,” I chuckled. Still nothing. I tried a more direct approach. “Earth to Mrs. Gumby, snap out of it!” No response. Finally, I gave up and went my merry way. I would have continued trying to get her attention, but why risk getting her bent out of shape ...?