The American Caliban (substitute) wrote,
The American Caliban

A relaxed evening at home was followed by good conversation with realitylost at her animal-filled home. Who needs TV when you have a big chocolate lab, a smaller dog, and two ferrets going at it? Then to Diedrichs where I chatted with nickjb and Don, who was unexpectedly interesting. The rain had washed away all the rest of my friends, however; the place was dead. Nicotine, caffeine, and arguments about music and books; a good time had by all.

I wasn’t done so off to Ruba, where I ran into Jared and also the world’s most dangerous 15-year-old girl, with whom I had a good yakfest about Dickens versus Jane Austen as high school literary material. Also watched people play pool for an hour or so, which I enjoy tremendously.

Capped off the evening with a dram of Macallan Cask Strength.

Where the hell was everybody, though?
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