All the mystery is taken as fact

I'm only working a half a day today and will be no doubt knee-deep in sangria, sunshine and ceviche by the time you read this.

I just wanted to say that it's been a pleasure, you're the greatest audience in the whole wide world and I love each and every one of you as much as if I had passed you through my birth canal myself.

I was going to go off about how any band without Johnny Thunders in it cannot be called the New York Dolls and how sad this whole reunion thing is in general (with the exception of Mission of Burma--ONoffON is easily one of the best records of the last 5 years). Then I remembered that this wasn't 1994, that the topic had been done to death and the whole Woe Is Me rant thing has a very limited welcome and I'd hate to wear it.

Especially since it's my bread, butter, milk, cheese and orange soda combined.

Anyway, that's it for me--drive friendly, America.