For Michele – again
January 20th, 2005
Four more years indeed.
Oh, and for the record, Michele, I don’t find her all that hot either. I ain’t no chubby chaser by any means, but too skinny is too skinny. And this, from the same issue of Playboy and sent to me yesterday by my good friend and former bassist Tom, is more interesting to me anyway, albeit for entirely different reasons:
That’s my boy Blackie Pagano, whose amp-building and repair skills are simply unrivaled and whose shop on Ludlow Street in NYC has, when I’ve been plagued by a misbehaving Fender or Marshall, been like a shining beacon of hope to me when I badly needed some. He’s an all-round great guy too; I haven’t spoken to him in a couple of years now, which is a damned shame and a disgrace. Congrats to him anyway.
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