I just had a 42 minute coversation with someone I haven't spoken to since May 99 when I drove 5 hours in my minivan from Natchitoches to New Orleans following the topless Julies from Amanda's wedding reception. I think he only called me the day before to tell me he was in the state, visiting the Turducken records guy, Anthony, in Nola. I always dropped everything when he called. There were two of those in my life, he was the second, there hasn't been another even close since. Of course the calls always meant sex.

Anyway, he actually called because he is starting a business and he thought maybe one day I'd want to come play with him, work as a director of photography for some of the projects. Its nice that people after so many years, its been 10, think of you in terms of your actual talents and not just your prowess in fleeting abilities. I guess now I don't have to stalk him anymore. And bonus, he lives down the street from Cecil so I can kill two birds with one stone.