Stricken by another cold, this weekend in Boston was a trying one, but I rallied for old-friends’ sake, and my own enjoyment. The Delusional Grandeur Tour must go on! To that end, our usual Monday morning recap, while I recuperate.
The F-word, and I don’t mean ‘fuck.’
The fight song, and I don’t mean this fight song.
Some Confessions are still good even a decade later.
Everything’s gonna be all right.
Everybody needs somebody, you’re not the only one.Back to Blog