the everyday adventures of sabrina

back to the same bar for shooting pool with r., fearing the hipsters. no hipsters! hooray! also, Crazy Drunken Man was there (for the first time since his ignomious visit wherein he inquired as to my schmuckitude, according to the kindly bartender, and apparently also he requested this time that he should be cut off […]

wednesday: kasey’s with some of the afterfolk. thursday: frantic last-minute i would have to have white carpeting and dark cats who shed a lot last-minute cleaning before friend d. arrived; then much photo-gawking followed by heading north to embark on a mission to close the map room (um, so what exactly did they do while […]

you need to speak more into the mic, dude. :-)