• killing an evening talking politics and movies with the locals at the Duke of Wellington pub, in Brighton, England, UK (sorry, i’ve still yet to watch Halloween)
  • driving from rusk, TX to Austin on a summer evening, singing along with Alice Cooper and zooming down two lane highways
  • wandering around london alone at night with no particular goals in mind (notwithstanding the time i lost a contact lens and retreated, despondant, to my hostel)
  • drinking single-malt in edinburgh for hours with michael, long after my handwritten notes on the scotches lost their legibility
  • going to tijuana for dinner, and drinking cheap mexican beer and watching football and day of the dead celebrants for hours