That voice, that way of speaking, 
but it couldn't be. I looked closer,   
and sure enough, under that greased-   
back hair, and those big phony glasses,
I finally found Darryl.                
     “Dr. D! What the hell, man? I     
thought you weren't coming over until  
Friday, seven o'clock, remember?”      
     “I do, and I'll be here, but you  
see, I have this, if you'll excuse the 
expression, sir, this gig planned for  
a couple weeks from now. I’m doing a   
dry run to get the kinks out, and cook-
ing dinner was the least I could do for
Beth’s help.”                          
     I went into the closet, rummaged  
through my backpack and pulled out a   
CD.                                    
     “Everything smells like it’s going
to be one hell of a great meal, but I  
* just got this new dictating program,     
and I might not be down for a little   
while,” I said and then added, “but    
I'll definitely be down when I’m done  
with my first Journal entry.           
     “And, I need your opinion on some-
thing later, so I’m glad you’re here   
actually.”                             
     “Thank you, I think. Just go along
with all this a little while longer, ok
buddy? Beth was kind enough to help me 
out. She's a wonderful girl, Crim,” and
then added after a second, “Excuse me. 
She's a wonderful lady, sir.”          
     “Ok, but stop with all the sirs,  
please? That's gonna get annoying, real
fast.”                                 
     “Beg your pardon, sir, but I have 
to do it, sir. It helps keep me in the 
right psychological frame of mind. It's
crucial to the act, sir.”              



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