WANTED: Drinking Partners.

Fucking perfect.

 

Someone, somewhere, will complain about this.

 

Our esteemed ankle-sniffer has already delivered it to the vultures, but no ripping of flesh thus far.

 

I miss Jones.

 

i miss drinking - not

 

Go back to posting dick pics.

 

Why, sure!

 

This board was a better place with Jones. Most of his tormentors have long since been run off, so this should be a much more welcoming milieu for his return.

Come to think of it, I wouldn't mind Fenian making a cameo either.

 

He did a good job with it, but those of us who have lived and survived those nights ... it just plays out like poetry. And it's hard to tie it together narratively. (I've tried.)

May we all cut Gordian knots and pull swords from stones again when all of this nonsense is over.

 

Found Joe!

An hour later, I walked into Nye’s. Near the far end of the bar, Jones was bending the ears of two seventy-something women, Lois and Jenny. Jonesy, you cocksucker, how the fuck are you? I said. And away we went.​

Mr. Jones and Me

 

Fenian and Jones are certainly on the SJ Mount Rushmore.

 

Having read another piece of his, the writer of Mr. Jones and Me is intensely talented.