Our only other "date" was in late April or early May, when Jermaine invited me to spend the weekend at his Uncle Titus's house for his fiftieth birthday party.
"Are you sure?" I asked. "It sounds like a family affair."
"Absolutely! I used to visit Uncle Titus every summer, and I brought friends along all the time."
I was definitely interested -- not only to spend a weekend with Jermaine, but to see if I could get a Sausage Sighting. Maybe his super-gigantic Kovbasa++++ ran in the family. Maybe Uncle Titus was even bigger!
The rest of the story is on Tales of West Hollywood.