I'm Really Sorry About This

... but I'm too hyped-up to read and I don't feel like going out, at least not this early (I forgot it was Friday), and I've felt compelled to write this damn thing for days now.


I have a two-part confession to make. One: I've liked Billy Joel since I was 12, which was also the first time I ever dropped a bit of music into a story. "Movin' Out (Anthony's Song)" was on the radio, and Sergeant O'Leary was walking the beat, and I wrote him into a tragic tale of a poor boy who takes a rich girl o...