“Aren’t you Jock-o?” the lady asked me in the lobby of the Thumbnail Theatre tonight, “or is it Joe-ko?”. “Why, yes I am Joko.” I replied smugly. It’s always a little bit of an ego boost when someone you’ve never met before comes up to you and knows your name, even if she doesn’t know […]
The Wind Whispers Breaking the silence of darkness just before dawn, muted whispers call to me, and I’m drawn once more to the edge of the day, that magical canvas of early morn. I’m drawn to that place where the stars still shine and last night’s moon, still suspended in a dream, is but a […]
