Spartanburg!

Spartanburg: Apparently the locals call it "Sparkle City." I don't know why.

But I'm off to S-burg in the a.m. for lunch with Winer and Rhinehart.

Sometimes I wonder: Isn't 41 a little old to go around feeling like a kid all the time?

Maybe I'll be more mature and less excitable at 42.

Maybe not.