What a nice guy Jim Behrle is. He wakes up every morning and thinks, "who can I put down today?"
& what a nice group of friends he has, the gleeful crowd who cheer him on. It reminds me so much of the cliques in junior high. & what great people they were, too. Though most of them grew out of those cliques, eventually. Poets get a break, though - they're so charmingly childike, aren't they.