Things I’ve done you probably haven’t.
1. Met and talked for about a half hour with Frank Sinatra.
2. Smoked a joint with Jerry Garcia.
3. Been chased out of a frat party at Brown U for cold cocking JFK Jr. (I didn’t actually do it — my friend Hollis did. But I would have, if I’d been closer.)
4. Discussed euthanizing my grandmother with a nurse. She died on her own before we made a decision.
5. Was born in an Army hospital the same day Elvis Presley was undergoing a discharge physical on the same floor…which means that I was entering the building while Elvis was leaving the building. (Beat THAT.)
6. Performed with Suzanne Vega. (Actually, I suspect that’s not that uncommon in this crew.)
7. Sang with Fugazi at a show. (Well, was handed the mic and screamed into it what I suspect were not the real words…also, see above.)
8. Drank enough Absolut vodka to put me in an alcohol poisoning coma for a week. I almost died. (Moral: never, ever run out of orange juice.)
9. Quit a three pack a day habit cold turkey twenty two years ago and haven’t had a cigarette since. A cigar or two or three, yes; not a cigarette.
10. Was in a cult for three years in the early 80s. No, there will not be more details.
Dark Matter 
February 28th, 2005 at 6:11 am
Glad to have slain
I’m back again. Bad penny and all that. How are things with you? Still competing?
As per your list:
1. Met and talk for an hour with Neil Patrick Harris (snicker)
2. Declined a joint with Blue Rodeo
3. Been questioned by police in conjunction with the death of roommate in university. (I don’t know what cold cocking is, so I just threw in a uni story)
4. Been assigned “Plug Puller” by my mother in her Living Will. Have decided to keep her until she REALLY pisses me off.
5. Was born in hospital after father gave mother a ride to the hospital on a motorcycle. I suspect long term damage.
6. Performed with Moxy Fruvous
7. Sang at a Barenaked Ladies concert
8. Accidently kissed someone on New Year’s who had eaten shrimp. As I’m deathly allergic, I spent the night/early morning getting pumped full of drugs. Legal ones.
9. Quit meat/dairy/eggs cold turkey (pun intended) five years ago (the day before Thanksgiving, as if the irony couldn’t be laid on any thicker) and haven’t caved/craved since.
10.Infiltrated a cult in the early 2000’s to see what all the fuss was about. Still get literature.
~Angela
February 28th, 2005 at 6:11 am
Glad to have slain
I’m back again. Bad penny and all that. How are things with you? Still competing?
As per your list:
1. Met and talk for an hour with Neil Patrick Harris (snicker)
2. Declined a joint with Blue Rodeo
3. Been questioned by police in conjunction with the death of roommate in university. (I don’t know what cold cocking is, so I just threw in a uni story)
4. Been assigned “Plug Puller” by my mother in her Living Will. Have decided to keep her until she REALLY pisses me off.
5. Was born in hospital after father gave mother a ride to the hospital on a motorcycle. I suspect long term damage.
6. Performed with Moxy Fruvous
7. Sang at a Barenaked Ladies concert
8. Accidently kissed someone on New Year’s who had eaten shrimp. As I’m deathly allergic, I spent the night/early morning getting pumped full of drugs. Legal ones.
9. Quit meat/dairy/eggs cold turkey (pun intended) five years ago (the day before Thanksgiving, as if the irony couldn’t be laid on any thicker) and haven’t caved/craved since.
10.Infiltrated a cult in the early 2000’s to see what all the fuss was about. Still get literature.
~Angela
February 28th, 2005 at 6:11 am
Glad to have slain
I’m back again. Bad penny and all that. How are things with you? Still competing?
As per your list:
1. Met and talk for an hour with Neil Patrick Harris (snicker)
2. Declined a joint with Blue Rodeo
3. Been questioned by police in conjunction with the death of roommate in university. (I don’t know what cold cocking is, so I just threw in a uni story)
4. Been assigned “Plug Puller” by my mother in her Living Will. Have decided to keep her until she REALLY pisses me off.
5. Was born in hospital after father gave mother a ride to the hospital on a motorcycle. I suspect long term damage.
6. Performed with Moxy Fruvous
7. Sang at a Barenaked Ladies concert
8. Accidently kissed someone on New Year’s who had eaten shrimp. As I’m deathly allergic, I spent the night/early morning getting pumped full of drugs. Legal ones.
9. Quit meat/dairy/eggs cold turkey (pun intended) five years ago (the day before Thanksgiving, as if the irony couldn’t be laid on any thicker) and haven’t caved/craved since.
10.Infiltrated a cult in the early 2000’s to see what all the fuss was about. Still get literature.
~Angela
February 28th, 2005 at 6:11 am
Glad to have slain
I’m back again. Bad penny and all that. How are things with you? Still competing?
As per your list:
1. Met and talk for an hour with Neil Patrick Harris (snicker)
2. Declined a joint with Blue Rodeo
3. Been questioned by police in conjunction with the death of roommate in university. (I don’t know what cold cocking is, so I just threw in a uni story)
4. Been assigned “Plug Puller” by my mother in her Living Will. Have decided to keep her until she REALLY pisses me off.
5. Was born in hospital after father gave mother a ride to the hospital on a motorcycle. I suspect long term damage.
6. Performed with Moxy Fruvous
7. Sang at a Barenaked Ladies concert
8. Accidently kissed someone on New Year’s who had eaten shrimp. As I’m deathly allergic, I spent the night/early morning getting pumped full of drugs. Legal ones.
9. Quit meat/dairy/eggs cold turkey (pun intended) five years ago (the day before Thanksgiving, as if the irony couldn’t be laid on any thicker) and haven’t caved/craved since.
10.Infiltrated a cult in the early 2000’s to see what all the fuss was about. Still get literature.
~Angela
February 28th, 2005 at 6:11 am
Glad to have slain
I’m back again. Bad penny and all that. How are things with you? Still competing?
As per your list:
1. Met and talk for an hour with Neil Patrick Harris (snicker)
2. Declined a joint with Blue Rodeo
3. Been questioned by police in conjunction with the death of roommate in university. (I don’t know what cold cocking is, so I just threw in a uni story)
4. Been assigned “Plug Puller” by my mother in her Living Will. Have decided to keep her until she REALLY pisses me off.
5. Was born in hospital after father gave mother a ride to the hospital on a motorcycle. I suspect long term damage.
6. Performed with Moxy Fruvous
7. Sang at a Barenaked Ladies concert
8. Accidently kissed someone on New Year’s who had eaten shrimp. As I’m deathly allergic, I spent the night/early morning getting pumped full of drugs. Legal ones.
9. Quit meat/dairy/eggs cold turkey (pun intended) five years ago (the day before Thanksgiving, as if the irony couldn’t be laid on any thicker) and haven’t caved/craved since.
10.Infiltrated a cult in the early 2000’s to see what all the fuss was about. Still get literature.
~Angela
February 28th, 2005 at 6:11 am
Glad to have slain
I’m back again. Bad penny and all that. How are things with you? Still competing?
As per your list:
1. Met and talk for an hour with Neil Patrick Harris (snicker)
2. Declined a joint with Blue Rodeo
3. Been questioned by police in conjunction with the death of roommate in university. (I don’t know what cold cocking is, so I just threw in a uni story)
4. Been assigned “Plug Puller” by my mother in her Living Will. Have decided to keep her until she REALLY pisses me off.
5. Was born in hospital after father gave mother a ride to the hospital on a motorcycle. I suspect long term damage.
6. Performed with Moxy Fruvous
7. Sang at a Barenaked Ladies concert
8. Accidently kissed someone on New Year’s who had eaten shrimp. As I’m deathly allergic, I spent the night/early morning getting pumped full of drugs. Legal ones.
9. Quit meat/dairy/eggs cold turkey (pun intended) five years ago (the day before Thanksgiving, as if the irony couldn’t be laid on any thicker) and haven’t caved/craved since.
10.Infiltrated a cult in the early 2000’s to see what all the fuss was about. Still get literature.
~Angela
February 28th, 2005 at 1:48 am
ohhhhh, Chickins!
February 28th, 2005 at 1:48 am
ohhhhh, Chickins!
February 28th, 2005 at 1:48 am
ohhhhh, Chickins!
February 28th, 2005 at 1:48 am
ohhhhh, Chickins!
February 28th, 2005 at 1:48 am
ohhhhh, Chickins!
February 28th, 2005 at 1:48 am
ohhhhh, Chickins!
February 28th, 2005 at 12:45 am
nope.
February 28th, 2005 at 12:45 am
nope.
February 28th, 2005 at 12:45 am
nope.
February 28th, 2005 at 12:45 am
nope.
February 28th, 2005 at 12:45 am
nope.
February 28th, 2005 at 12:45 am
nope.
February 27th, 2005 at 9:22 pm
Was it a Baha’i cult? ’cause I was in one of those for four years in the early 90’s.
February 27th, 2005 at 9:22 pm
Was it a Baha’i cult? ’cause I was in one of those for four years in the early 90’s.
February 27th, 2005 at 9:22 pm
Was it a Baha’i cult? ’cause I was in one of those for four years in the early 90’s.
February 27th, 2005 at 9:22 pm
Was it a Baha’i cult? ’cause I was in one of those for four years in the early 90’s.
February 27th, 2005 at 9:22 pm
Was it a Baha’i cult? ’cause I was in one of those for four years in the early 90’s.
February 27th, 2005 at 9:22 pm
Was it a Baha’i cult? ’cause I was in one of those for four years in the early 90’s.
February 27th, 2005 at 8:07 pm
Re: Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
I was a goth deadhead, too. The same summer as my first Dead shows I also saw Morrissey and Lollapalooza.
At my first show, they did my favorite song, “Eyes of the World” as the first song in the first set. My Head friends said I was blessed.
I once lit my hair on fire at a Jerry show.
February 27th, 2005 at 8:07 pm
Re: Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
I was a goth deadhead, too. The same summer as my first Dead shows I also saw Morrissey and Lollapalooza.
At my first show, they did my favorite song, “Eyes of the World” as the first song in the first set. My Head friends said I was blessed.
I once lit my hair on fire at a Jerry show.
February 27th, 2005 at 8:07 pm
Re: Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
I was a goth deadhead, too. The same summer as my first Dead shows I also saw Morrissey and Lollapalooza.
At my first show, they did my favorite song, “Eyes of the World” as the first song in the first set. My Head friends said I was blessed.
I once lit my hair on fire at a Jerry show.
February 27th, 2005 at 8:07 pm
Re: Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
I was a goth deadhead, too. The same summer as my first Dead shows I also saw Morrissey and Lollapalooza.
At my first show, they did my favorite song, “Eyes of the World” as the first song in the first set. My Head friends said I was blessed.
I once lit my hair on fire at a Jerry show.
February 27th, 2005 at 8:07 pm
Re: Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
I was a goth deadhead, too. The same summer as my first Dead shows I also saw Morrissey and Lollapalooza.
At my first show, they did my favorite song, “Eyes of the World” as the first song in the first set. My Head friends said I was blessed.
I once lit my hair on fire at a Jerry show.
February 27th, 2005 at 8:07 pm
Re: Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
I was a goth deadhead, too. The same summer as my first Dead shows I also saw Morrissey and Lollapalooza.
At my first show, they did my favorite song, “Eyes of the World” as the first song in the first set. My Head friends said I was blessed.
I once lit my hair on fire at a Jerry show.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:50 pm
Oh, dear.
I worked security at the Centrum for a couple of years. Because I was far less interested than the average guard in most of the bands, I got a lot of details that required closer contact with the talent, because I didn’t bother them.
I did “dressing room duty” for Sinatra. I stood outside the door and only allowed certified people in. This, as you might expect, was redundant for the Chairman as he had the most intimidating personal security you can imagine. So I was basically off duty.
One of the guys asked me if I wanted to meet him…
I went into the dressing room, shook hands (I was shaking like a leaf, I admit). He seemed very relaxed, very genuine; asked me a bunch of questions about the job, how long I’d been there, my wife, etc. Very little personal disclosure, though.
I remember asking him how he liked Worcester; I knew it was his second performance there. He said he enjoyed the town; mentioned the old El Morocco restaurant as a place he loved to eat.
His guard put a hand on my shoulder when it was time to go, and I shook hands again, I wished him a good show, and that was it.
I stood outside the dressing room shaking for the rest of the night till I was relieved (I was there up until show time when I went out to work barricades, my usual post).
Never thought to get his autograph, because I didn’t think it was cool. I still don’t, but I do wish I’d broken my rule that night.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:50 pm
Oh, dear.
I worked security at the Centrum for a couple of years. Because I was far less interested than the average guard in most of the bands, I got a lot of details that required closer contact with the talent, because I didn’t bother them.
I did “dressing room duty” for Sinatra. I stood outside the door and only allowed certified people in. This, as you might expect, was redundant for the Chairman as he had the most intimidating personal security you can imagine. So I was basically off duty.
One of the guys asked me if I wanted to meet him…
I went into the dressing room, shook hands (I was shaking like a leaf, I admit). He seemed very relaxed, very genuine; asked me a bunch of questions about the job, how long I’d been there, my wife, etc. Very little personal disclosure, though.
I remember asking him how he liked Worcester; I knew it was his second performance there. He said he enjoyed the town; mentioned the old El Morocco restaurant as a place he loved to eat.
His guard put a hand on my shoulder when it was time to go, and I shook hands again, I wished him a good show, and that was it.
I stood outside the dressing room shaking for the rest of the night till I was relieved (I was there up until show time when I went out to work barricades, my usual post).
Never thought to get his autograph, because I didn’t think it was cool. I still don’t, but I do wish I’d broken my rule that night.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:50 pm
Oh, dear.
I worked security at the Centrum for a couple of years. Because I was far less interested than the average guard in most of the bands, I got a lot of details that required closer contact with the talent, because I didn’t bother them.
I did “dressing room duty” for Sinatra. I stood outside the door and only allowed certified people in. This, as you might expect, was redundant for the Chairman as he had the most intimidating personal security you can imagine. So I was basically off duty.
One of the guys asked me if I wanted to meet him…
I went into the dressing room, shook hands (I was shaking like a leaf, I admit). He seemed very relaxed, very genuine; asked me a bunch of questions about the job, how long I’d been there, my wife, etc. Very little personal disclosure, though.
I remember asking him how he liked Worcester; I knew it was his second performance there. He said he enjoyed the town; mentioned the old El Morocco restaurant as a place he loved to eat.
His guard put a hand on my shoulder when it was time to go, and I shook hands again, I wished him a good show, and that was it.
I stood outside the dressing room shaking for the rest of the night till I was relieved (I was there up until show time when I went out to work barricades, my usual post).
Never thought to get his autograph, because I didn’t think it was cool. I still don’t, but I do wish I’d broken my rule that night.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:50 pm
Oh, dear.
I worked security at the Centrum for a couple of years. Because I was far less interested than the average guard in most of the bands, I got a lot of details that required closer contact with the talent, because I didn’t bother them.
I did “dressing room duty” for Sinatra. I stood outside the door and only allowed certified people in. This, as you might expect, was redundant for the Chairman as he had the most intimidating personal security you can imagine. So I was basically off duty.
One of the guys asked me if I wanted to meet him…
I went into the dressing room, shook hands (I was shaking like a leaf, I admit). He seemed very relaxed, very genuine; asked me a bunch of questions about the job, how long I’d been there, my wife, etc. Very little personal disclosure, though.
I remember asking him how he liked Worcester; I knew it was his second performance there. He said he enjoyed the town; mentioned the old El Morocco restaurant as a place he loved to eat.
His guard put a hand on my shoulder when it was time to go, and I shook hands again, I wished him a good show, and that was it.
I stood outside the dressing room shaking for the rest of the night till I was relieved (I was there up until show time when I went out to work barricades, my usual post).
Never thought to get his autograph, because I didn’t think it was cool. I still don’t, but I do wish I’d broken my rule that night.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:50 pm
Oh, dear.
I worked security at the Centrum for a couple of years. Because I was far less interested than the average guard in most of the bands, I got a lot of details that required closer contact with the talent, because I didn’t bother them.
I did “dressing room duty” for Sinatra. I stood outside the door and only allowed certified people in. This, as you might expect, was redundant for the Chairman as he had the most intimidating personal security you can imagine. So I was basically off duty.
One of the guys asked me if I wanted to meet him…
I went into the dressing room, shook hands (I was shaking like a leaf, I admit). He seemed very relaxed, very genuine; asked me a bunch of questions about the job, how long I’d been there, my wife, etc. Very little personal disclosure, though.
I remember asking him how he liked Worcester; I knew it was his second performance there. He said he enjoyed the town; mentioned the old El Morocco restaurant as a place he loved to eat.
His guard put a hand on my shoulder when it was time to go, and I shook hands again, I wished him a good show, and that was it.
I stood outside the dressing room shaking for the rest of the night till I was relieved (I was there up until show time when I went out to work barricades, my usual post).
Never thought to get his autograph, because I didn’t think it was cool. I still don’t, but I do wish I’d broken my rule that night.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:50 pm
Oh, dear.
I worked security at the Centrum for a couple of years. Because I was far less interested than the average guard in most of the bands, I got a lot of details that required closer contact with the talent, because I didn’t bother them.
I did “dressing room duty” for Sinatra. I stood outside the door and only allowed certified people in. This, as you might expect, was redundant for the Chairman as he had the most intimidating personal security you can imagine. So I was basically off duty.
One of the guys asked me if I wanted to meet him…
I went into the dressing room, shook hands (I was shaking like a leaf, I admit). He seemed very relaxed, very genuine; asked me a bunch of questions about the job, how long I’d been there, my wife, etc. Very little personal disclosure, though.
I remember asking him how he liked Worcester; I knew it was his second performance there. He said he enjoyed the town; mentioned the old El Morocco restaurant as a place he loved to eat.
His guard put a hand on my shoulder when it was time to go, and I shook hands again, I wished him a good show, and that was it.
I stood outside the dressing room shaking for the rest of the night till I was relieved (I was there up until show time when I went out to work barricades, my usual post).
Never thought to get his autograph, because I didn’t think it was cool. I still don’t, but I do wish I’d broken my rule that night.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:40 pm
Can we hear the story about Frank Sinatra?
A half an hour? Wow!
February 27th, 2005 at 7:40 pm
Can we hear the story about Frank Sinatra?
A half an hour? Wow!
February 27th, 2005 at 7:40 pm
Can we hear the story about Frank Sinatra?
A half an hour? Wow!
February 27th, 2005 at 7:40 pm
Can we hear the story about Frank Sinatra?
A half an hour? Wow!
February 27th, 2005 at 7:40 pm
Can we hear the story about Frank Sinatra?
A half an hour? Wow!
February 27th, 2005 at 7:40 pm
Can we hear the story about Frank Sinatra?
A half an hour? Wow!
February 27th, 2005 at 7:18 pm
Re: Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
Wow. That really does sound like an amazing show. I always wanted to here St. Stephen alas they stopped playing that song when i was like 5.
Interestingly enough when I was a “Deadhead” I was also fully immersed in Goth. So much so that I actually earned the nickname Gothic Smurf.
Why, or more precisely, how does that work? Because it does. I like to think of it as balance. As the show title says “Too much light makes the baby go blind.”
February 27th, 2005 at 7:18 pm
Re: Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
Wow. That really does sound like an amazing show. I always wanted to here St. Stephen alas they stopped playing that song when i was like 5.
Interestingly enough when I was a “Deadhead” I was also fully immersed in Goth. So much so that I actually earned the nickname Gothic Smurf.
Why, or more precisely, how does that work? Because it does. I like to think of it as balance. As the show title says “Too much light makes the baby go blind.”
February 27th, 2005 at 7:18 pm
Re: Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
Wow. That really does sound like an amazing show. I always wanted to here St. Stephen alas they stopped playing that song when i was like 5.
Interestingly enough when I was a “Deadhead” I was also fully immersed in Goth. So much so that I actually earned the nickname Gothic Smurf.
Why, or more precisely, how does that work? Because it does. I like to think of it as balance. As the show title says “Too much light makes the baby go blind.”
February 27th, 2005 at 7:18 pm
Re: Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
Wow. That really does sound like an amazing show. I always wanted to here St. Stephen alas they stopped playing that song when i was like 5.
Interestingly enough when I was a “Deadhead” I was also fully immersed in Goth. So much so that I actually earned the nickname Gothic Smurf.
Why, or more precisely, how does that work? Because it does. I like to think of it as balance. As the show title says “Too much light makes the baby go blind.”
February 27th, 2005 at 7:18 pm
Re: Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
Wow. That really does sound like an amazing show. I always wanted to here St. Stephen alas they stopped playing that song when i was like 5.
Interestingly enough when I was a “Deadhead” I was also fully immersed in Goth. So much so that I actually earned the nickname Gothic Smurf.
Why, or more precisely, how does that work? Because it does. I like to think of it as balance. As the show title says “Too much light makes the baby go blind.”
February 27th, 2005 at 7:18 pm
Re: Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
Wow. That really does sound like an amazing show. I always wanted to here St. Stephen alas they stopped playing that song when i was like 5.
Interestingly enough when I was a “Deadhead” I was also fully immersed in Goth. So much so that I actually earned the nickname Gothic Smurf.
Why, or more precisely, how does that work? Because it does. I like to think of it as balance. As the show title says “Too much light makes the baby go blind.”
February 27th, 2005 at 7:13 pm
Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
They did a full and amazing “Terrapin” in the second set…and “Dire Wolf” which was the only time I ever saw it live. Opened that set with “Samson and Delilah.”
Boy…how was I mixing that and punk at the time? Because I was; this was also the time period when I was thoroughly immersed in punk. Huh.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:13 pm
Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
They did a full and amazing “Terrapin” in the second set…and “Dire Wolf” which was the only time I ever saw it live. Opened that set with “Samson and Delilah.”
Boy…how was I mixing that and punk at the time? Because I was; this was also the time period when I was thoroughly immersed in punk. Huh.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:13 pm
Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
They did a full and amazing “Terrapin” in the second set…and “Dire Wolf” which was the only time I ever saw it live. Opened that set with “Samson and Delilah.”
Boy…how was I mixing that and punk at the time? Because I was; this was also the time period when I was thoroughly immersed in punk. Huh.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:13 pm
Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
They did a full and amazing “Terrapin” in the second set…and “Dire Wolf” which was the only time I ever saw it live. Opened that set with “Samson and Delilah.”
Boy…how was I mixing that and punk at the time? Because I was; this was also the time period when I was thoroughly immersed in punk. Huh.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:13 pm
Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
They did a full and amazing “Terrapin” in the second set…and “Dire Wolf” which was the only time I ever saw it live. Opened that set with “Samson and Delilah.”
Boy…how was I mixing that and punk at the time? Because I was; this was also the time period when I was thoroughly immersed in punk. Huh.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:13 pm
Just to certify myself as a Deadhead…
They did a full and amazing “Terrapin” in the second set…and “Dire Wolf” which was the only time I ever saw it live. Opened that set with “Samson and Delilah.”
Boy…how was I mixing that and punk at the time? Because I was; this was also the time period when I was thoroughly immersed in punk. Huh.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:08 pm
Nice!
I love that the catalyst was an aviator helmet. It’s so very ken kesey.
Thanks for sharing.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:08 pm
Nice!
I love that the catalyst was an aviator helmet. It’s so very ken kesey.
Thanks for sharing.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:08 pm
Nice!
I love that the catalyst was an aviator helmet. It’s so very ken kesey.
Thanks for sharing.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:08 pm
Nice!
I love that the catalyst was an aviator helmet. It’s so very ken kesey.
Thanks for sharing.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:08 pm
Nice!
I love that the catalyst was an aviator helmet. It’s so very ken kesey.
Thanks for sharing.
February 27th, 2005 at 7:08 pm
Nice!
I love that the catalyst was an aviator helmet. It’s so very ken kesey.
Thanks for sharing.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:58 pm
What an arrogant, self-centered prick.
It’s not like he couldn’t afford it. He bought an eightball from Hollis. We had gotten into the party because we knew people (Hollis did a lot of business there.)
He was supposed to go back to his room and get us the cash, but he disappeared. Forty five minutes or so later, we spotted him and he tried to duck out on us.
Hollis, who was six four, caught him and shook him, then slapped him down and probably would have started kicking him if his brothers hadn’t seen it.
We got separated; some of the guys chased me down and I managed to give them the slip by heading up to my sister’s room (she was attending at the time). Hollis and I hooked back up later at my apartment.
Lovely days, those.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:58 pm
What an arrogant, self-centered prick.
It’s not like he couldn’t afford it. He bought an eightball from Hollis. We had gotten into the party because we knew people (Hollis did a lot of business there.)
He was supposed to go back to his room and get us the cash, but he disappeared. Forty five minutes or so later, we spotted him and he tried to duck out on us.
Hollis, who was six four, caught him and shook him, then slapped him down and probably would have started kicking him if his brothers hadn’t seen it.
We got separated; some of the guys chased me down and I managed to give them the slip by heading up to my sister’s room (she was attending at the time). Hollis and I hooked back up later at my apartment.
Lovely days, those.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:58 pm
What an arrogant, self-centered prick.
It’s not like he couldn’t afford it. He bought an eightball from Hollis. We had gotten into the party because we knew people (Hollis did a lot of business there.)
He was supposed to go back to his room and get us the cash, but he disappeared. Forty five minutes or so later, we spotted him and he tried to duck out on us.
Hollis, who was six four, caught him and shook him, then slapped him down and probably would have started kicking him if his brothers hadn’t seen it.
We got separated; some of the guys chased me down and I managed to give them the slip by heading up to my sister’s room (she was attending at the time). Hollis and I hooked back up later at my apartment.
Lovely days, those.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:58 pm
What an arrogant, self-centered prick.
It’s not like he couldn’t afford it. He bought an eightball from Hollis. We had gotten into the party because we knew people (Hollis did a lot of business there.)
He was supposed to go back to his room and get us the cash, but he disappeared. Forty five minutes or so later, we spotted him and he tried to duck out on us.
Hollis, who was six four, caught him and shook him, then slapped him down and probably would have started kicking him if his brothers hadn’t seen it.
We got separated; some of the guys chased me down and I managed to give them the slip by heading up to my sister’s room (she was attending at the time). Hollis and I hooked back up later at my apartment.
Lovely days, those.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:58 pm
What an arrogant, self-centered prick.
It’s not like he couldn’t afford it. He bought an eightball from Hollis. We had gotten into the party because we knew people (Hollis did a lot of business there.)
He was supposed to go back to his room and get us the cash, but he disappeared. Forty five minutes or so later, we spotted him and he tried to duck out on us.
Hollis, who was six four, caught him and shook him, then slapped him down and probably would have started kicking him if his brothers hadn’t seen it.
We got separated; some of the guys chased me down and I managed to give them the slip by heading up to my sister’s room (she was attending at the time). Hollis and I hooked back up later at my apartment.
Lovely days, those.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:58 pm
What an arrogant, self-centered prick.
It’s not like he couldn’t afford it. He bought an eightball from Hollis. We had gotten into the party because we knew people (Hollis did a lot of business there.)
He was supposed to go back to his room and get us the cash, but he disappeared. Forty five minutes or so later, we spotted him and he tried to duck out on us.
Hollis, who was six four, caught him and shook him, then slapped him down and probably would have started kicking him if his brothers hadn’t seen it.
We got separated; some of the guys chased me down and I managed to give them the slip by heading up to my sister’s room (she was attending at the time). Hollis and I hooked back up later at my apartment.
Lovely days, those.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:50 pm
Well, that’s actually pretty brief.
I was at a show with a friend of mine who was wearing an aviator’s helmet. It was between sets, we were wandering near the stage…someone behind the barricade said they liked the helmet. Mike said she could wear it if we cound come back. She let us back.
Jerry and Phil were standing there, Mike asked them if they wanted to smoke a joint, Phil had to go do something, Jerry said sure. We smoked a joint.
We wandered off when we were done.
It was the first show I ever saw with Brent, if that makes any difference.
I don’t recall it all that well…there was fungus among us. Mike still talks about it every time we meet, though.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:50 pm
Well, that’s actually pretty brief.
I was at a show with a friend of mine who was wearing an aviator’s helmet. It was between sets, we were wandering near the stage…someone behind the barricade said they liked the helmet. Mike said she could wear it if we cound come back. She let us back.
Jerry and Phil were standing there, Mike asked them if they wanted to smoke a joint, Phil had to go do something, Jerry said sure. We smoked a joint.
We wandered off when we were done.
It was the first show I ever saw with Brent, if that makes any difference.
I don’t recall it all that well…there was fungus among us. Mike still talks about it every time we meet, though.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:50 pm
Well, that’s actually pretty brief.
I was at a show with a friend of mine who was wearing an aviator’s helmet. It was between sets, we were wandering near the stage…someone behind the barricade said they liked the helmet. Mike said she could wear it if we cound come back. She let us back.
Jerry and Phil were standing there, Mike asked them if they wanted to smoke a joint, Phil had to go do something, Jerry said sure. We smoked a joint.
We wandered off when we were done.
It was the first show I ever saw with Brent, if that makes any difference.
I don’t recall it all that well…there was fungus among us. Mike still talks about it every time we meet, though.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:50 pm
Well, that’s actually pretty brief.
I was at a show with a friend of mine who was wearing an aviator’s helmet. It was between sets, we were wandering near the stage…someone behind the barricade said they liked the helmet. Mike said she could wear it if we cound come back. She let us back.
Jerry and Phil were standing there, Mike asked them if they wanted to smoke a joint, Phil had to go do something, Jerry said sure. We smoked a joint.
We wandered off when we were done.
It was the first show I ever saw with Brent, if that makes any difference.
I don’t recall it all that well…there was fungus among us. Mike still talks about it every time we meet, though.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:50 pm
Well, that’s actually pretty brief.
I was at a show with a friend of mine who was wearing an aviator’s helmet. It was between sets, we were wandering near the stage…someone behind the barricade said they liked the helmet. Mike said she could wear it if we cound come back. She let us back.
Jerry and Phil were standing there, Mike asked them if they wanted to smoke a joint, Phil had to go do something, Jerry said sure. We smoked a joint.
We wandered off when we were done.
It was the first show I ever saw with Brent, if that makes any difference.
I don’t recall it all that well…there was fungus among us. Mike still talks about it every time we meet, though.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:50 pm
Well, that’s actually pretty brief.
I was at a show with a friend of mine who was wearing an aviator’s helmet. It was between sets, we were wandering near the stage…someone behind the barricade said they liked the helmet. Mike said she could wear it if we cound come back. She let us back.
Jerry and Phil were standing there, Mike asked them if they wanted to smoke a joint, Phil had to go do something, Jerry said sure. We smoked a joint.
We wandered off when we were done.
It was the first show I ever saw with Brent, if that makes any difference.
I don’t recall it all that well…there was fungus among us. Mike still talks about it every time we meet, though.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:44 pm
If it was at the WAG, you had to be.
I was just another one of the geeks at the edge of the pit trying to get my hands on the mike.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:44 pm
If it was at the WAG, you had to be.
I was just another one of the geeks at the edge of the pit trying to get my hands on the mike.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:44 pm
If it was at the WAG, you had to be.
I was just another one of the geeks at the edge of the pit trying to get my hands on the mike.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:44 pm
If it was at the WAG, you had to be.
I was just another one of the geeks at the edge of the pit trying to get my hands on the mike.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:44 pm
If it was at the WAG, you had to be.
I was just another one of the geeks at the edge of the pit trying to get my hands on the mike.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:44 pm
If it was at the WAG, you had to be.
I was just another one of the geeks at the edge of the pit trying to get my hands on the mike.
February 27th, 2005 at 6:14 pm
There are so many stories that I would love to hear from you but for the sake of the hippie in me will you pleasepleaseplease tell me the Jerry story?
*and the elvis is my favorite!
February 27th, 2005 at 6:14 pm
There are so many stories that I would love to hear from you but for the sake of the hippie in me will you pleasepleaseplease tell me the Jerry story?
*and the elvis is my favorite!
February 27th, 2005 at 6:14 pm
There are so many stories that I would love to hear from you but for the sake of the hippie in me will you pleasepleaseplease tell me the Jerry story?
*and the elvis is my favorite!
February 27th, 2005 at 6:14 pm
There are so many stories that I would love to hear from you but for the sake of the hippie in me will you pleasepleaseplease tell me the Jerry story?
*and the elvis is my favorite!
February 27th, 2005 at 6:14 pm
There are so many stories that I would love to hear from you but for the sake of the hippie in me will you pleasepleaseplease tell me the Jerry story?
*and the elvis is my favorite!
February 27th, 2005 at 6:14 pm
There are so many stories that I would love to hear from you but for the sake of the hippie in me will you pleasepleaseplease tell me the Jerry story?
*and the elvis is my favorite!
February 27th, 2005 at 6:14 pm
There are so many stories that I would love to hear from you but for the sake of the hippie in me will you pleasepleaseplease tell me the Jerry story?
*and the elvis is my favorite!
February 27th, 2005 at 5:59 pm
Hey, I’m pretty sure I was at that Fugazi show
February 27th, 2005 at 5:59 pm
Hey, I’m pretty sure I was at that Fugazi show
February 27th, 2005 at 5:59 pm
Hey, I’m pretty sure I was at that Fugazi show
February 27th, 2005 at 5:59 pm
Hey, I’m pretty sure I was at that Fugazi show
February 27th, 2005 at 5:59 pm
Hey, I’m pretty sure I was at that Fugazi show
February 27th, 2005 at 5:59 pm
Hey, I’m pretty sure I was at that Fugazi show
February 27th, 2005 at 5:59 pm
Hey, I’m pretty sure I was at that Fugazi show
February 27th, 2005 at 5:51 pm
Wow! Nothing like getting swindeled by celebs!!
February 27th, 2005 at 5:51 pm
Wow! Nothing like getting swindeled by celebs!!
February 27th, 2005 at 5:51 pm
Wow! Nothing like getting swindeled by celebs!!
February 27th, 2005 at 5:51 pm
Wow! Nothing like getting swindeled by celebs!!
February 27th, 2005 at 5:51 pm
Wow! Nothing like getting swindeled by celebs!!
February 27th, 2005 at 5:51 pm
Wow! Nothing like getting swindeled by celebs!!
February 27th, 2005 at 5:51 pm
Wow! Nothing like getting swindeled by celebs!!
February 27th, 2005 at 5:28 pm
I’ll sic Hollis on you.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:28 pm
I’ll sic Hollis on you.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:28 pm
I’ll sic Hollis on you.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:28 pm
I’ll sic Hollis on you.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:28 pm
I’ll sic Hollis on you.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:28 pm
I’ll sic Hollis on you.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:28 pm
I’ll sic Hollis on you.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:19 pm
Ah. I see. A Democrat/i>…
runs away very quickly before Tony clocks me like I were a Kennedy…
February 27th, 2005 at 5:19 pm
Ah. I see. A Democrat/i>…
runs away very quickly before Tony clocks me like I were a Kennedy…
February 27th, 2005 at 5:19 pm
Ah. I see. A Democrat/i>…
runs away very quickly before Tony clocks me like I were a Kennedy…
February 27th, 2005 at 5:19 pm
Ah. I see. A Democrat/i>…
runs away very quickly before Tony clocks me like I were a Kennedy…
February 27th, 2005 at 5:19 pm
Ah. I see. A Democrat/i>…
runs away very quickly before Tony clocks me like I were a Kennedy…
February 27th, 2005 at 5:19 pm
Ah. I see. A Democrat/i>…
runs away very quickly before Tony clocks me like I were a Kennedy…
February 27th, 2005 at 5:19 pm
Ah. I see. A Democrat/i>…
runs away very quickly before Tony clocks me like I were a Kennedy…
February 27th, 2005 at 5:05 pm
I said a cult. Not a Satanic cult.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:05 pm
I said a cult. Not a Satanic cult.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:05 pm
I said a cult. Not a Satanic cult.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:05 pm
I said a cult. Not a Satanic cult.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:05 pm
I said a cult. Not a Satanic cult.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:05 pm
I said a cult. Not a Satanic cult.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:05 pm
I said a cult. Not a Satanic cult.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:04 pm
Was in a cult for three years in the early 80s. No, there will not be more details.
You were a REPUBLICAN!?!?! (:
February 27th, 2005 at 5:04 pm
Was in a cult for three years in the early 80s. No, there will not be more details.
You were a REPUBLICAN!?!?! (:
February 27th, 2005 at 5:04 pm
Was in a cult for three years in the early 80s. No, there will not be more details.
You were a REPUBLICAN!?!?! (:
February 27th, 2005 at 5:04 pm
Was in a cult for three years in the early 80s. No, there will not be more details.
You were a REPUBLICAN!?!?! (:
February 27th, 2005 at 5:04 pm
Was in a cult for three years in the early 80s. No, there will not be more details.
You were a REPUBLICAN!?!?! (:
February 27th, 2005 at 5:04 pm
Was in a cult for three years in the early 80s. No, there will not be more details.
You were a REPUBLICAN!?!?! (:
February 27th, 2005 at 5:04 pm
Was in a cult for three years in the early 80s. No, there will not be more details.
You were a REPUBLICAN!?!?! (:
February 27th, 2005 at 5:02 pm
Yes, you should have! It was great. But hey, you’ve been out there…
February 27th, 2005 at 5:02 pm
Yes, you should have! It was great. But hey, you’ve been out there…
February 27th, 2005 at 5:02 pm
Yes, you should have! It was great. But hey, you’ve been out there…
February 27th, 2005 at 5:02 pm
Yes, you should have! It was great. But hey, you’ve been out there…
February 27th, 2005 at 5:02 pm
Yes, you should have! It was great. But hey, you’ve been out there…
February 27th, 2005 at 5:02 pm
Yes, you should have! It was great. But hey, you’ve been out there…
February 27th, 2005 at 5:02 pm
Yes, you should have! It was great. But hey, you’ve been out there…
February 27th, 2005 at 5:02 pm
Oh, easily the Elvis story.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:02 pm
Oh, easily the Elvis story.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:02 pm
Oh, easily the Elvis story.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:02 pm
Oh, easily the Elvis story.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:02 pm
Oh, easily the Elvis story.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:02 pm
Oh, easily the Elvis story.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:02 pm
Oh, easily the Elvis story.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:00 pm
Some.
I was a Deadhead for a short while, which is where the Jerry story comes from. But it happened in Providence.
Sinatra: Worcester. I worked security at the Centrum.
Fugazi: WAG.
Grandmother: here, in the next town over.
Suzanne Vega: two years ago at a poetry/folk fesitval in the Catskills.
Most of my travel has been for work/poetry gigs: been all over the country, spent time in Canada.
Went to Venice a few years ago for two weeks…oh, my.
My dad was in the service when I was born. Hence, Fort Dix.
Cult: right here.
Vodka: Providence.
Oh, and JFK Jr. stiffed us on a drug deal.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:00 pm
Some.
I was a Deadhead for a short while, which is where the Jerry story comes from. But it happened in Providence.
Sinatra: Worcester. I worked security at the Centrum.
Fugazi: WAG.
Grandmother: here, in the next town over.
Suzanne Vega: two years ago at a poetry/folk fesitval in the Catskills.
Most of my travel has been for work/poetry gigs: been all over the country, spent time in Canada.
Went to Venice a few years ago for two weeks…oh, my.
My dad was in the service when I was born. Hence, Fort Dix.
Cult: right here.
Vodka: Providence.
Oh, and JFK Jr. stiffed us on a drug deal.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:00 pm
Some.
I was a Deadhead for a short while, which is where the Jerry story comes from. But it happened in Providence.
Sinatra: Worcester. I worked security at the Centrum.
Fugazi: WAG.
Grandmother: here, in the next town over.
Suzanne Vega: two years ago at a poetry/folk fesitval in the Catskills.
Most of my travel has been for work/poetry gigs: been all over the country, spent time in Canada.
Went to Venice a few years ago for two weeks…oh, my.
My dad was in the service when I was born. Hence, Fort Dix.
Cult: right here.
Vodka: Providence.
Oh, and JFK Jr. stiffed us on a drug deal.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:00 pm
Some.
I was a Deadhead for a short while, which is where the Jerry story comes from. But it happened in Providence.
Sinatra: Worcester. I worked security at the Centrum.
Fugazi: WAG.
Grandmother: here, in the next town over.
Suzanne Vega: two years ago at a poetry/folk fesitval in the Catskills.
Most of my travel has been for work/poetry gigs: been all over the country, spent time in Canada.
Went to Venice a few years ago for two weeks…oh, my.
My dad was in the service when I was born. Hence, Fort Dix.
Cult: right here.
Vodka: Providence.
Oh, and JFK Jr. stiffed us on a drug deal.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:00 pm
Some.
I was a Deadhead for a short while, which is where the Jerry story comes from. But it happened in Providence.
Sinatra: Worcester. I worked security at the Centrum.
Fugazi: WAG.
Grandmother: here, in the next town over.
Suzanne Vega: two years ago at a poetry/folk fesitval in the Catskills.
Most of my travel has been for work/poetry gigs: been all over the country, spent time in Canada.
Went to Venice a few years ago for two weeks…oh, my.
My dad was in the service when I was born. Hence, Fort Dix.
Cult: right here.
Vodka: Providence.
Oh, and JFK Jr. stiffed us on a drug deal.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:00 pm
Some.
I was a Deadhead for a short while, which is where the Jerry story comes from. But it happened in Providence.
Sinatra: Worcester. I worked security at the Centrum.
Fugazi: WAG.
Grandmother: here, in the next town over.
Suzanne Vega: two years ago at a poetry/folk fesitval in the Catskills.
Most of my travel has been for work/poetry gigs: been all over the country, spent time in Canada.
Went to Venice a few years ago for two weeks…oh, my.
My dad was in the service when I was born. Hence, Fort Dix.
Cult: right here.
Vodka: Providence.
Oh, and JFK Jr. stiffed us on a drug deal.
February 27th, 2005 at 5:00 pm
Some.
I was a Deadhead for a short while, which is where the Jerry story comes from. But it happened in Providence.
Sinatra: Worcester. I worked security at the Centrum.
Fugazi: WAG.
Grandmother: here, in the next town over.
Suzanne Vega: two years ago at a poetry/folk fesitval in the Catskills.
Most of my travel has been for work/poetry gigs: been all over the country, spent time in Canada.
Went to Venice a few years ago for two weeks…oh, my.
My dad was in the service when I was born. Hence, Fort Dix.
Cult: right here.
Vodka: Providence.
Oh, and JFK Jr. stiffed us on a drug deal.
February 27th, 2005 at 4:59 pm
So, of the ten, which are you the most proud of? Which story do you like telling the best?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:59 pm
So, of the ten, which are you the most proud of? Which story do you like telling the best?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:59 pm
So, of the ten, which are you the most proud of? Which story do you like telling the best?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:59 pm
So, of the ten, which are you the most proud of? Which story do you like telling the best?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:59 pm
So, of the ten, which are you the most proud of? Which story do you like telling the best?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:59 pm
So, of the ten, which are you the most proud of? Which story do you like telling the best?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:59 pm
So, of the ten, which are you the most proud of? Which story do you like telling the best?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:55 pm
i totally should have gone with you.
damn.
February 27th, 2005 at 4:55 pm
i totally should have gone with you.
damn.
February 27th, 2005 at 4:55 pm
i totally should have gone with you.
damn.
February 27th, 2005 at 4:55 pm
i totally should have gone with you.
damn.
February 27th, 2005 at 4:55 pm
i totally should have gone with you.
damn.
February 27th, 2005 at 4:55 pm
i totally should have gone with you.
damn.
February 27th, 2005 at 4:55 pm
i totally should have gone with you.
damn.
February 27th, 2005 at 4:54 pm
Very cool to own your grandmother’s house.
I wish I could have bought my grandfather’s house that he built in Worcester before my evil relatives thought it best to sell it to some jackass just moving into the city.
So, sounds like you’ve traveled a lot?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:54 pm
Very cool to own your grandmother’s house.
I wish I could have bought my grandfather’s house that he built in Worcester before my evil relatives thought it best to sell it to some jackass just moving into the city.
So, sounds like you’ve traveled a lot?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:54 pm
Very cool to own your grandmother’s house.
I wish I could have bought my grandfather’s house that he built in Worcester before my evil relatives thought it best to sell it to some jackass just moving into the city.
So, sounds like you’ve traveled a lot?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:54 pm
Very cool to own your grandmother’s house.
I wish I could have bought my grandfather’s house that he built in Worcester before my evil relatives thought it best to sell it to some jackass just moving into the city.
So, sounds like you’ve traveled a lot?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:54 pm
Very cool to own your grandmother’s house.
I wish I could have bought my grandfather’s house that he built in Worcester before my evil relatives thought it best to sell it to some jackass just moving into the city.
So, sounds like you’ve traveled a lot?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:54 pm
Very cool to own your grandmother’s house.
I wish I could have bought my grandfather’s house that he built in Worcester before my evil relatives thought it best to sell it to some jackass just moving into the city.
So, sounds like you’ve traveled a lot?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:54 pm
Very cool to own your grandmother’s house.
I wish I could have bought my grandfather’s house that he built in Worcester before my evil relatives thought it best to sell it to some jackass just moving into the city.
So, sounds like you’ve traveled a lot?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:44 pm
I grew up here. Right here, in fact. I own my grandmother’s house. (NO, that’s not why we considered euthanasia. Jeez. I already lived here at that point.)
Everything up there happened within thirty miles of here, with the exception of my birth; that was at Fort Dix, NJ.
February 27th, 2005 at 4:44 pm
I grew up here. Right here, in fact. I own my grandmother’s house. (NO, that’s not why we considered euthanasia. Jeez. I already lived here at that point.)
Everything up there happened within thirty miles of here, with the exception of my birth; that was at Fort Dix, NJ.
February 27th, 2005 at 4:44 pm
I grew up here. Right here, in fact. I own my grandmother’s house. (NO, that’s not why we considered euthanasia. Jeez. I already lived here at that point.)
Everything up there happened within thirty miles of here, with the exception of my birth; that was at Fort Dix, NJ.
February 27th, 2005 at 4:44 pm
I grew up here. Right here, in fact. I own my grandmother’s house. (NO, that’s not why we considered euthanasia. Jeez. I already lived here at that point.)
Everything up there happened within thirty miles of here, with the exception of my birth; that was at Fort Dix, NJ.
February 27th, 2005 at 4:44 pm
I grew up here. Right here, in fact. I own my grandmother’s house. (NO, that’s not why we considered euthanasia. Jeez. I already lived here at that point.)
Everything up there happened within thirty miles of here, with the exception of my birth; that was at Fort Dix, NJ.
February 27th, 2005 at 4:44 pm
I grew up here. Right here, in fact. I own my grandmother’s house. (NO, that’s not why we considered euthanasia. Jeez. I already lived here at that point.)
Everything up there happened within thirty miles of here, with the exception of my birth; that was at Fort Dix, NJ.
February 27th, 2005 at 4:44 pm
I grew up here. Right here, in fact. I own my grandmother’s house. (NO, that’s not why we considered euthanasia. Jeez. I already lived here at that point.)
Everything up there happened within thirty miles of here, with the exception of my birth; that was at Fort Dix, NJ.
February 27th, 2005 at 4:40 pm
You mingle with the best of ’em, eh?
Tell me this: What brought you to this neck of the woods?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:40 pm
You mingle with the best of ’em, eh?
Tell me this: What brought you to this neck of the woods?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:40 pm
You mingle with the best of ’em, eh?
Tell me this: What brought you to this neck of the woods?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:40 pm
You mingle with the best of ’em, eh?
Tell me this: What brought you to this neck of the woods?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:40 pm
You mingle with the best of ’em, eh?
Tell me this: What brought you to this neck of the woods?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:40 pm
You mingle with the best of ’em, eh?
Tell me this: What brought you to this neck of the woods?
February 27th, 2005 at 4:40 pm
You mingle with the best of ’em, eh?
Tell me this: What brought you to this neck of the woods?