Karl honored me a few weeks ago by asking me to be a guest blogger for his Summer Of Love. I am convinced, by the way, that Karl came up with this Summer Of Love crap just to weasel out of writing his own blog for a few weeks. He’s lazy like that. I SAID ...
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I’m a writer. A lover, not a fighter. An amateur philosopher who enjoys shaving giraffes and dancing around my living room in my boxers.