No, seriously, someone challenged me to write a Banjo romance. As in, a LITERAL Banjo romance. — “I’ve been watchin’ you,’ Barry Banjo said from his corner of the studio. “Watchin’ you watch Lutey. watchin’ you get your strings snapped, watchin’ you cry out in that dulcet way of yours,” He didn’t know what possessed him to say such a thing even if it were true. For…