James shares about a hundred tales; from the crazies he's seen on the subway to the time he splattered a cop with a package of ketchup at White Castle. No homeruns in the Bottom of the 9th here, just a regular person stepping into a pile of life. Growing up in the Bronx with a colorful group of characters and going through the public school system there was an absolute treat. Stocking shelves at a supermarket is worth its weight in gold. Killer Cub Scouts, Bee Swarms, and Belgian Waffles - its all here Golden traces of memory recalled between the hours of Midnight to 3am. The stories are...