GUTTERBOY...THE LEGEND LIVES

Jack responded to my email. My phone conversation with him makes much more sense now:

Squig, It was great hearing from you today too, but until I got this email I had no idea it was you and thought I was talking to someone else. I apologize, it was pretty loud on the street and the volume on my cellphone is too low. I was also further distracted by the torrential crap I had to take that was ,at the time of the call , just starting to turtle head on me.

Things are good with me other than the awful case of buttcheek fever I had a couple of weeks ago. The doctor prescribed some antibiotics, so I am much better now. My schedule is pretty crazy for next week or so but after that it would be great to meet up sometime in the city. Hope all is well, and give my best to the other maniacs.

Enter the Barroom,

Gutterboy