“Billy, you look terrible.” “I’m not Billy, Bob.” … “Mickey?” “No, we’re Phish.” “You look like men.” “With a ‘ph,’ Bob.” “Obviously: around 7.4, fairly alkaline.” “We are not the Grateful Dead, Bobby.” “Not with that attitude. And, uh, actually: one of you is a Grateful Dead. Decade from now or so.” “What?” “Nothing. Listen: … Continue reading The Title Of This Post Is Not “Bob Weir And Phish”