Wednesday, May 24, 2017
Big Boss Man
has me working his fields dawn to dusk. My Ticket listening has fallen woefully short the last few weeks, as has my time to write. Two family health issues also in the way, nothing mortal, thanks for your good wishes.
Sorry, know how you crave fresh content.
Get us started with something good, someone -- all within the Rules of the Confessional, of course.
I haven't heard anyone complaining about boys'-weekend-at-the-big-rock-show-junket talk.
Maybe an inquisitive redhead can kick start things around here.