The lovely Shehanne Moore invited me to her hot seat again, and this time I brought protection–Ray Bigelow. Since I almost killed the poor guy in Directing Traffic it’s only fair he should enjoy a bit of the spotlight too! He’s talking a little about himself, and also dishing the backstage dirt on his nephew, Ty. Just be prepared, he’s a little crusty on the outside, even if he does have a soft (yet lady-killing) center.
He sure is crusty. That cuss box is full. xx
And that was nothing–you should see what I had to edit out of the story! *lol*