Great Scott!

Saw Jill Scott last night, dead center third row. She looked at me, I think. She put on a hell of a show and came back for the encore. I didn’t think it was possible to dig her more, but I do. As I was blinded by the bling bling on her left hand ring finger I realized something. She bears a resemblance physically to my first girlfriend. Jackie Smalls, the presenter of my first kiss. Hell of a coincidence, them having the same initials and all.