Well hey, I'm fine.....thanks for askin'. The word has gotten around to the pool hall that you have become.....wait for it......an AUTHOR!! Holy schmenges!! Who would have thought that could happen, especially after that unfortunate incident in sixth grade. You remember.....we were right in the middle of that spelling test, and you decided to see if you could land a spitball right down the front of Lucy McGillicuttie's blouse. Old Mrs. Ratchet was none too happy with you boy.....made you write "I will not be distracted by cleavage" about a zillion times. Never did sink in, did it?
