Because Your Kiss Is on My List of the Best Things in Life

If I had known that certain people’s laps were open or receptive for seating... no, I won’t finish that sentence. I was much too self-conscious about my weight for that kind of action! For about seven months, I did assume that’s what reunions are about: how you appear to others after years apart. Then I started calling and emailing and meeting you again, and I realized how wrong I was. I don’t know if I should make any philosophical statements now about the true nature of reunions, but I know that seeing you, and seeing you happy, meant more to me than the worry over the flabbiness of my upper arms (even after I saw the pictures).

How I digress: here are Lane Reed and Bill Herbert. The time was late on Saturday or early Sunday, but you might have already assumed that much.