I really like this post, and appreciate Bamnan's kind words...but can I put a dagger in the heart of this assumption that I'm some kind of ''medallion man''. It's not Kerouac and Cassidy or the Sex Lives of the Potato Men...me and Michael are both twitching little husks waiting for the onset of dry rot. It's all bluster...I'm shitter with women then Michael is. I've said goodbye to the scarier sex, and now I want to ''regress'' back to the woods in peace.
I'm rubbish, Dis...I'm part of the internet zeitgeist. Now let me sit down with the rest of you.