This morning on the train I finished the Vinyl Café book I mentioned a few days ago. I could have torn that thing apart in about an hour, but I was pacing myself, because the stories made perfect transit reading, and I didn’t really want them to end. At lunch I’ll probably march over to […]

Oh, I am SO getting some action tomorrow night. Some hot, steamy Ansel Adams and Alfred Eisenstaedt action. My favorite screamingly sexy blonde bombshell doctor-babe, , has agreed to let me take her out for a romantic Friday night dinner and trip to the art gallery to see the current photography exhibit. Okay, so dinner […]