Lee doesn't get enough shoutouts here on Owls!. ("Shoutowls"? No, I couldn't possibly.) But here's one now. I value you, Lee, not just because you're my favorite drug buddy but because you're important enough to me that when I listen to bands you particularly disdain me for appreciating, I say aloud "In your FACE, asshole!" - to you, when you're nowhere near. And that is a special kind of love, I feel.

(It happened just now, as I listened to that one really good Fallout Boy single - no shut up there *is* one, the one I probably only like because the chorus has several ambiguous references to "cock"ing things and "goin' down, down".)