Wednesday, September 16, 2009

ROCK>everything else.

You're all invited to stay at my house for this.

I will probably bust out the white creepers, and walk over the Burnside bridge. You will see me in a tight fitting t-shirt, covered by a tight fitting leather jacket. Or, if the weather be fair, a greasy denim vest.

I will likely be drunk on tequila, and messed-up on whatever else I can find.

I will either have a black eye, or be in the mood to hand one out.

Some of you may recognize this amalgamation of parts as a bartender you once knew, some time ago, in a city not that far away.

I am back.

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