That title is a mixed metaphor, isn't it?
Anyway, the helping hand is my fried from high school days, Gary. Gary seems sure he can transport me to these monthly gigs we're trying to pull together starting Octoberish. If you read my bio on this site, it's the position I describe there. Alas, to my tastes, Gary is not the sexy nurse I was hoping to hire. But he is a good, dependable guy and catching up with him while listening to golden oldies during the car rides seems like an enjoyable way to spend an evening once a month for a year at least.
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