It only took you a couple of decades to make it big - not to age you in any way - but hey, I'm just glad I can help you when I did. Worse things than being friends with me? I can think of a few. You ever hear about how fucking deadly a polar bear can be? Imagine being friends with one of those guys. You love any sort of topical reference that you can get, but you still laugh even when I make the obscure ones. Glad we agree. So, when are our paths crossing next? I'm back in Los Angeles and waiting for a dinner invite from you.
I absolutely feel aged, Em. And, wow, that escalated quickly, I wasn't really thinking of wildlife when I made that statement but you make an excellent point, I'd much rather have your friendship than that of an apex predator. Most days, at least. I do love when I can understand whatever you're talking about, even if that's pretty rare... you often love to ramble about your good friend Taylor, for example, and I mostly just smile and nod through that. Not that I disapprove of either of you. I can make LA work. What kind of cuisine are we craving? I'll make a reservation. Unless you wanted to keep it more casual than that, get a burger from somewhere obscure instead.

















