Both microphones at Nostuoh, pulling them close together: “I’m gonna do a little duet up here,” and “I’ve got so many styles I need more than one mic.” The drinks were flowing. Three poems, the first quite mellow, the rest hard-hitting. Doesn’t matter what I say of all that, the stage performance, only that I’m really happy to do it. I only wish more of my friends were there because the jokes were flying and a lot of fun was had. Again, A-11. Be there.