Had to fly down to Dallas to do a quick job, and thought I’d take advantage of the opprtunity to spend a moment or two with the DuToits and Big Dick, and though my plan was to meet them somewhere it ended up being dinner at the Du Toits. Who didn’t even blink an eye at having an asshole show up at their house and inviting one of his asshole friends over. Thanks, Kim, thanks, Connie, you are far more gracious than you are erudite. Meeting Dick and the lovely Kelly for the first time was also a treat, as was meeting the offspring DuToit. I hope my daughter is as bright or well mannered when she reaches that stage of her life.

Mrs D is an incredible cook, for which I can vouch personally. You know those little angels and demons that perch on your shoulder? the angel telling you “no, you shouldn’t eat another scoop of ice cream” and the devil yelling “YEAH! MORE OF THAT APPLE STUFF!!” Well, Mrs D caught that angel for me, skinned the little motherfucker and fricasee’d him. He was probably a vegetarian, and as we all know, vegetarians are what’s for dinner.

Thanks for having me, Kim & Connie. Thanks for being who you are. The world is a better place with you in it.