I know I use this blog to complain a lot.
So allow me to not complain. It’s 12:56 am, and I’m sitting in the Mirage Diner, researching my next book. Sipping a Coke, nibbling on a chocolate chip cookie, listening to Styx’s Return to Paradise, wearing flip-flops and a Mighty Mouse T-shirt my wife considers ridiculous. I’m digging through articles on an athletic icon, and they fascinate me.
I love this shit.
