Ahhh, through the sweet balmy bliss of northern bud, Arlo retreated into sanctity of the hand-ball-courts to get focused; it was the closest to a "green-room" our dirt-floored "field-house" offered.

He was not anywhere close to the "Gritty Nitty Bert Dan" that had proceeded him the year before.

Sincerely,
Gargoyle

Having been identified, vericated, indoctrinated four years before - as a member of "Young Republicans for Berry Goldwater" I was one of the few to slip through the hedge of hemp on the right, for this performance.