Spontaneously, I ran into longtime pal Paulie Miraldi, and we spent the evening together, complete with the requisite starfucker photo with Mr. Thomas. First time I've met him after all these years. Nice chat, swell guy, beautiful wife, tiny in stature.
Photo 2: We made him laugh... but—flash—his eyes were closed. This, cool cats, is why you always take two.
And here, Alyssa Pollock, whom I've known practically since day one at Billboard, with her assistant Emily, and Mr. Thomas.
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