I’m sitting here in my office listening to Blood on the Tracks and, for some reason, I started counting friends. Not acquaintances. Not guys I like. I mean friends. And by a friend I mean someone I meet after no matter how long and the conversation picks up naturally, no awkwardness, no hesitation, no submerged bitterness. I mean someone who is loyal to me without question and someone I pledge my loyalty to.
How many of those do you have?
I have six.
Is that the normal amount, a lot or a little? Do women have the same number of friends? Please tell me.
Note to streetglide: You mentioned Elmore Leonard and I went and grabbed Get Shorty from my bookshelf. Thanks for the tip. Here’s an observation. When you wrote in as Blind Tom you used to get sore at me, especially if I was tough on the Niners. As streetglide you are kinder, more patient and understanding even when I write rubbish. Why is that?