Super Troupers—The City Without Foreplay pg99–100

Colorful companion to my memoir The Incompetent Psychic

Spotlit 1979

While on break, the two silly stagehands had been rolling dice for triple shots with the bartender in the hotel’s faux stone and pewter-encrusted Olde English pub. A horrified gasp at the time interrupted their winning streak. It being far too late to make the trek around to the stage…