You know, Laz, I got devastating news this evening in the snail-mail that sent me back to the bottle. I too have an “amazing voice”, but no one will start a half dozen threads on FR in my memory filled with prayers and cliches about how great and amazing I was, I ain’t no semi-literate ghetto celebrity, promoted by the politically correct media and accepted by the public guilt ridden over race, eating up tabloid magazine reports about that celebrity’s private life. Sorry, I know much better, or in any event, more interesting singers who are not dead. The bottle is the only thing that has not let me down. Dude, I've always loved ya. Why don't you call me tomorrow morning, if you wish to get back into recovery. If you died, I would personally start a half dozen threads filled with prayers and cliches. I will send you my phone number by freepmail. Not until tomorrow when you aren't drinking, though, okay?
OK, Laz, I’ve always loved ya, too. You were the very first one to respond to my my very first post here, something about being jealous about my screen nick! I value that to this day.