Notwithstanding any possible contribution from Barnes, the monkeys will be silent for the weekend. Reality is upon us. For the next three days, Louis and I, along with most of the college, will be making unhealthy decisions involving synthetic hallucinogens, poorly-cut nose candy, bourbon, and, on Saturday, a fresh batch of wormwood-infused Absinthe. We will emerge on Monday--disfigured, but alive--if nothing goes horribly wrong.
Until that time, enjoy the mellifluous tones of a young Tom Waits performing "Eggs and Sausage" on the Mike Douglas Show;
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