A Brief Intrigue

Today at the Central Library I saw this man reading Billboard. He looked to be 60 or a little under, balding with short white hair and an equally trim beard on a very round head. I just had this inclination that he was somehow familiar, and that you could probably ask him anything about popular music, and he would just know. It was disconcerting for quite a while, and I didn't figure it out until I'd reached Freeway Park.

The man obviously resembled, and just as obviously could not be, John Peel. My mind is at ease once again.