If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you’ll probably want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don’t feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth.

What I feel like going into is Sweet Jane’s mouth again. It’s a warm, inviting place with a velvety taint-tickling tongue that tantalizes and surprises.




Alas, I’ve said too much. As J.D. Salinger wrote, “Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.” I miss Sweet Jane right now….and not just ‘cuz SHE IS HALF MY AGE.