Occasional Holy Man, Indifferent Bassist, and Maladroit Carpenter Who Offers Stray, Provocative, and Insouciant Thoughts about Religion, Archaeology, Human Foible, Surfing, Interesting People, and Quirky Music. [Also, "alot" is not a word.]
Wednesday, January 18, 2017
For West Coast Readers
If I could get to L.A. by 2pm on Sunday, I wouldn't miss this.