hot as a sauna
muggy summer air descends
on Manhattan streets
HAIKU
hot as a sauna
muggy summer air descends
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People often ask me whether writing so publicly about my alcoholic adventures and dating debauchery ever causes problems. My answer: of course.
Observe, for example, this rather gracious email I received last night, in reference to a segment of the inaugural F. Scott & Friends Bourbon and Brylcreem Hour podcast, from a friend of my younger brother whom Sarah and I had discussed on-air the likelihood of my drunkenly sleeping with:
Um, dare I say “well done?” I listened long enough to hear the bit about my dimple and how I am apparently going to get angry after we drunkenly sleep together. OH, josh. We’ll blame it on the bourbon (not us sleeping together — your podcast). Its no wonder Dave insisted I check it out.
For the record, I know what the hell a pod cast [sic] is, too.
Hope all is well. We all need to go drink/sing/not fuck real soon.
[name redacted]