And then there was that time when Ratso and I discussed poetry and music and lots of really fun dancing at the Printer's Ball.

1 comment:

  1. Not to be petty but your stage presence TOTALLY FUCKING BLEW RATSO'S AWAY! He'll never make it in this town.

    P.S. your beard in this looks EXACTLY like mine at the time that I am typing this. If you need me, I'll be looking into the metaphorical implications of this on my PC.