Ok, so did I mention...

Tremont is starting to really bother me. I have heard gunshots like five times in the past week and a half. Not happy. Not at all.

No, it's not a car backfiring either. I know the difference...grew up playing at drag strips on the weekends. I shit you not.

I like cars, particularly old ones that go BLAH! BLAH! BLAH! when you ride in them. I definately miss my old LTD...'71 convertible. Once fit seven people, a jimbe (= big hand drum), a guitar + case, and a bike in it, COMFORTABLY, back in my Williamsburg VA days...ahh, the memories.

This was such a fabulous weekend. I do not want it to end, really I don't. I don't want to go into work tomorrow and hear that JP is still in the hospital and they do not know what the outcome is. I do not want him to stay in the hospital and miss JH's going-away party. I do not want JH to move away.

That is all tomorrow's woes though, I s'pose.
*sigh!*

I want new curtains from City Buddha, dammit! GRRR!!!

BTW....I do not recall having posted last night...took me a while to figure out wtf I was talking about, what with clicking eyeballs and skishing...oh my goodness. lol

My diaphram still hurts from laughing. ~8)

I will post more later, but for now, c/o revsphynx, here are some faboo pics from last night's wanderings at the Lincoln Park Pub... http://rev.inthetrunk.com/bar61/

Behold the pictures of spinmistress, Soulless Newman Man, and me.
I cannot decide whether she is flipping the camera, Soulless Newman Man, or me off!!!LOL