The wise Matthew Scott (who, when he was my brother Steve’s roommate in the last century, I used to call either Morty or Hooper — I can’t recall which), checked in with a potent observation on selfsame Steve’s website. He says, in part:
Although I could watch “The Simpsons” for three and a half hours straight every afternoon, more often than not, I simply flicked from channel to channel, always convinced that there must be something better on one of those other three hundred stations.I know this feeling all too intimately. Ahh, naive foolish hope.
Morty’s (or is it Hooper’s?) sister has a website of her own which, oddly enough, has a picture of selfsame Steve playing his guitar while dressed business casual.
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