Last night at the Salty dog… it was interesting, if rather uneventful. Did something unusual, I drank a large quantity of beer. About 9. Had a conversation with a couple of folks who appeared intelligent, until they demanded to talk politics. feh. I opt out of that one, and play some pool with the only other neutral party in that debate, a guy named Mike. Nice fellow, a better pool player than I am. Apparently he has a band that plays at the pier on Tuesday nights (right across the street) so, I may go and see what the band is about… he says mostly cover stuff, but a couple of original bits.
Got a few lovely invites over the past week. Cathi & Dave want me, little Bro, and Robb to come over for the 5th annual gourd-slaughter and knifing in a few weeks. I never seem to make it to that, for some reason… hopefully, with 2 buddies reminding me about it, it’ll be doable this time around.
I missed seeing Cider out and about online this weekend. 🙁 I hope she’ll poke a nose in soon.