by A beer sitting on the table at … Oh God. I don’t know where we were to tell you the truth. After dinner we went somewhere for drinks. This is a picture of somewhere. I wasn’t fond of somewhere, but I loved the company. And in somewhere’s defense, the waiter brought me a glass of water at the exact moment I had a burning desire for a glass of water.
Tonight it’s a birthday party. Sunday rest. Monday I was going to go to a Handel’s Messiah Sing, but there’s yet another party, where I’ll see some old friends so I’ll probably do that instead.
