So, I'm going to start easing on back onto the blog now that I have a wee bit more spare time on my hands. Am a bit late on this one, as well, but I'd be remiss if I didn't acknowledge Kenneth Keith Kallenbach's untimely death. In the years since I first wrote about him, I came to appreciate him as an extended friend. We'd talk every month or so, and he'd never fail to crack me up. (Particularly the night I brought him to Krupa's and then to a City Paper Choice party.) Sadly, Kenneth died a week or so back and there are some sad allegations swirling about his final days.
Regardless of what landed him in jail, he'll be missed.