Friday, August 31, 2007

When the Cat is Away ...

The mice (or mouse ... thats me) stays up way too late and drinks a beer or two too many. Not last night, but the night before. Oy, was I tired at work yesterday. But I got sent home from the theater after an hour and a half, so that was all good.

I'm off to Ft Stevens to fight the Civil War for the weekend.

Peace.

1 comment:

Craig said...

Will there be pithy comments continuing into 2008?

Where can an honest Portlander learn the strange and wonderful ways of the Springtuckans?

Where?

It's people like you that killed Heath Ledger.

What?