Well, George, I miss getting high and kicking back and listening to Black Sabbath and thinking, shit 1969 isn’t that bad after all. But it’s in the past. And thankfully, so is Mr. Boomer.

But . . . you are always welcome here to reminisce and talk about the good old days. We have to somehow take our minds off the raging fires, Delta variants, and rising gas prices.

Thanks for stopping by.