That’s one of the many things you’ll learn by visiting FanHouse and my Wyndham Correspondence page. I don’t expect you to manage to coast to lunch on the eight or nine articles I wrote, but if you don’t at the very least go look at me and J-Dizzle following Daly all day (Teaser: Someone wears a shirt that reads, “Women Want Me, Fish Fear Me”), you have seriously shortchanged yourself.
The point of the afternoon was to chronicle how many cigs he smoked (12), how many Diet Cokes he drank (4), how much he ate (nothing!) and how much water he drank (not an ounce).
