Orchestral Maneuvers in the Dark.

I strolled the quiet streets of Mid-City New Orleans at 1:30AM this morning. I met a man wearing a black derby. It was not me. I was wearing a yellow beret. It was in front of the costume shop on Canal Street, between McDonald’s and Burger King. He asked me the time. I said, “It is two ‘clock on the dot!” Happiness loves company.

I walked to Katie…