Another Day Another Dave

our good friend dave lofton was in town yesterday. he crashed at our house last night, and we talked over coffee this morning. it was a pleasant visit, but i don’t always leave myself open to opportunities to hang out with friends. sometimes i have anti-social tendencies, and i start resembling a hermit. i almost resisted the idea of having company over, but then dave walked in the front door and it felt like 1986 all over again.