see, my greatcoat is made of hippie scalp...
You oughta make that your tagline :)
When I was a lad I went on a sailing cruise with a couple of friends and a bottle of Yukon Jack to warm us in the evening. Great stuff.
Reading this column gives me a great idea. Why doesn't Mark Morford marry Maureen Dowd and they could live happily together for ever and ever. Their styles are virtually indistinguishable.