I've been trying to ignore this creep all day. Notice he has kept making snotty remarks to just about every post I've made. The guy reminds me of that Frank Sinatra song, done in reverse. When Francis Albert talks about making it anywhere if he can make it in New York, our little misanthrope hasn't made it anywhere, not in Boston, not in LA, not in Virginia, not in Brooklyn. I wonder how many times the guy has been married. A real sad case, short about ten cards in the deck.