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Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.
A couple weeks later, Jonathan called one morning, early. “Did I wake you up?” he said.
“Oh, no,” I croaked, “I always get up ten hours before I have to do anything.” Fortunately, the phone was on a milk crate beside my bed and I lay down with the phone on my ear. Vague thoughts went through my mind like: maybe I should buy some furniture now while I had a little money in the bank.
“I thought you’d want to know,” Jonathan was saying, “that the issue hits the stands next week. You should be getting some copies in the mail soon. Maybe today or tomorrow.”
“Wow, so it’s really happening.” A feature article in Spin.
“Yes, Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. Merry Christmas.”