I’ll get the sport coat pressed and see all of you literary L.A. suspects on Sunday night. I seem to have been given the same billing as I had in Catholic school morning roll call, so I’ll dress for the occasion.
Here’s some good words by Beat Poet Michael McClure to chew on until then;
“I am the leading man among the bursting violets
I am the aficionado of glare and smog in my Ray-Ban glasses
For breakfast, I’ll eat the bird’s thoughts”