A hopelessly out of date story, where I recall my old NoHo Arts District days, mostly spent with a rebound girlfriend, and our brush with George Clooney. In the end, she was right and I'm the fool.
[BONUS EPISODE: Recovered from the Verge of the Fringe storage unit.] Recorded January 4, 2014 on the third floor balcony of the Zane Grey Estate with the Marantz PMD620. "Paty's Google" with my iPhone
