“Holy shit, Walton. What happened to you?” “I’m not Bill Walton, Mickey. I’ve told you four times already.” “Then where is he?” “I have no idea.” “What day is it?” “Friday.” “Shit. I lost three days.” “Wow. Does that happen a lot?” “I don’t know.” “Figures you wouldn’t, right?” “Sure. You look nice, though. And … Continue reading Back Where He Belongs