You know that moment when you run into someone you know -- or maybe just used to know? Or maybe just kinda know? The strange can feel so familiar in this situation, or maybe the familiar is strange. Either way. My recent travels in San Diego caused me to reunite with an old friend, Andy Frasco. He's a well-known musician who I met when we were both three years younger. I was living in Missoula; he was traveling through. Now, we're both kind of doing that travel around, follow your dreams thang, but of course, he's the veteran and I'm the novice.