For CJ and JS . . .

With whom I braved late-winter Chicago snow/sleet/freezing rain for a long leisurely dreamy-schemy lazy lunch today. The escape was brilliant and much-needed I think for all of us. Thank you for being amazing friends and my support-system during these crazy days.

CJ, when you sell out your first headlining gig in Chicago, we'll be there from wherever we are.

JS, see you in Madagascar. Or Burundi. Or Tanzania.

And if JL ends up knocking that golf ball through the window and we all get sucked out of the office building in the depressurization, it's been a slice.