
So Shanks calls me up and asks if I want to get a cup of joe. As were flipping through the weeklies and shooting the shizz he gets the great urge to go to the
We walk around and took everything in. The smells, the people, the carnies, everything. We looked at some art. This was my favorite picture of a cook in China. All the award winning pictures were all sappy and cheesy. If I had my own place, I would seriously consider buying this picture.
Deep Fried Snickers bar. Oh yes...so worth the stomach pains 15 minutes later.
Kelly Clarkston next too Bo Diddly? Hmmm. That's blasphemy.
Later that night it was The Bloody Hollies/Scarlet Symphony at the Ken Club and getting irie with an old punk rocker.
Then it was home to sleep because I've been on my feet the last few days and I'm old n sore. Next year...Deep Fried Twinkies on me!
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