Forget Folk Fest or the Fringe – according to my friend Robert at Blogged Arteries, the hottest seat in town at the moment is over at Oliver Pool (well, maybe not today, what with the rain and all, but you know what I’m sayin’).
I’m not gonna lie to you guys. I have no idea where Oliver Pool is and I didn’t know it even existed – but Bobby has the down-lo on the summertime hotspot and now I kind of want to go. Maybe I can rope Jeff into it too, if I get him past that whole never-nude thing.
