Ryan Jacobs

Shirk, the greatest white male dancer I know (with apologies to T.Kohl), had this to say: "No way! You're 25!" It was amusing.

He reminds me, almost to a T, of my man Ryan Jacobs back in Australia. He was one of the greatest people I've ever known, and I wish I could find him. Ryan, if you're still on this planet, email me.

In other news, one of my sweet tennis balls was lost today. No clue how. Disappearing tennis balls are as mysterious as those times you walk into a room and have no idea why you're there.