It’s 5am at the Albuquerque airport. I’m washing down Advil with my coffee, my head still swimming in alcohol from the night before, but I regret nothing, because I hung out with the Hispanic Rat Pack last night, and it was awesome. I may need to get into drinking, smoking, and Latin Jazz!
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Golden Oldies
Ladies and gentlemen, I am a creature of habit – which is not to say I’m a stick in the mud – I simply believe there’s a single right way to do everything, and I like it when those things are done on schedule. Deviation will not be tolerated!
Reluctantly Aging 