By lex, on July 7th, 2011
So, tomorrow afternoon at, say 1630 – good Lord willing and the dam don’t break – your humble will meet travelers from lands antique and otherwise at the usual spot. Some of them are known to you through the comments boxes of these pages, whilst others I gather are chiefly of the lurker set, but all are welcome. All are welcome.
As are you, friend, if you happen to be in town and the thirst catches you.
And if you’re wondering whether you can buy me a beer, the answer is yes. Yes you can.
If we’ve never met before and you want to know me by looking at me, take the picture to your right, add fifteen pounds and fifteen years while graying up the rug most generously.
It’s the daughters, I tell you. That and waving them Tomcats.