Senza boyz

It's always a pleasure exchanging text messages with J., as he crosses the country on pianistic adventures.

Last evening was especially lively.

J, 7:24 pm: Dude.

SMB, 7:25 pm: Hey dude

J, 7:26 pm: Ich bin in Milwaukee senza boyz

SMB, 7:27 pm: OMG totes tragedy, craigslist it baby

SMB, 7:31 pm: U needz a bob spanolike arr, twinks on planes and the like

J, 7:36 pm: Twinks yes yes yes! Need to get [expletive] tho

SMB, 7:41 pm: Dirty boy, wheres the smb when he is most needed?

J, 7:42 pm: Indeed where is he?