The Love, Blood, and Rhetoric School

I don't know, it seems a bit hungering-for-the-simpler-old-time-way-of-life instead. People used to do things like that all the time. I'm kind of sad people DON'T spontaneously drop in on each other more often-- now it's like, if your doorbell rings, it must be somebody trying to sell something, when back in the day it used to be a pleasant excitement-- OH, A FRIEND! -- or some junk. Like neighbors in sitcoms. Granted, probably not the best example of "pleasant."