Sigh. RHB stands for the Red Headed Boy I dated briefly (three months) during my six-month penance in Colorado in 1998-99. His name is James Butler and he broke up with me under fairly rotten circumstances. Despite all that, I still have the dollar bill he wrote his name and number on. After all, it's worth $1.65 here!
Someday, when I'm feeling up to it, I'll relate the story of how we met, because it's actually a pretty cool "meet-cute" story. But right now, as Margo Timmins (of the Cowboy Junkies) sang: "....I'm searching all the windows / For a last-minute present to prove to you / What I feel is real / For something small and frail and plastic, baby / 'Cause cheap is how I feel"