There is always a strong feeling in this house of welcomeness. Except towards me. Kidding. I hope. What am I, Behrle?
Speaking of the jism, you couldn't go to a baseball game on another day? Like there aren't enough games in a year?
Gerrit comes and goes, but not without leaving a few reading assignments for those paying attention (I always seem to read what he suggests). Told me Chet's Last Call is now a gay club. Another piece of adolescence replaced.
I had no idea Michael Carr refers to himself as Mick. Too cool. I shouldn't have insisted on that first. Too late.