“…And what’s left?”

I’m not under the bed anymore. If you need me, I’ll be at The Hold Steady show, drowning my sorrows in some rock and roll. Given the demographic of the audience, there’ll be a lot of depressed democrats shaking it in Brooklyn tomorrow night.

So some music, some sweat, and then we’ll figure out what the hell we’re going to do.

10 Comments on ““…And what’s left?”

  1. That’s a girl. Dance/party off the shock-and-horror.

    And remember what EZ says about knitting on…
    Posted by: claudia

  2. Wish I could be there – I could use some music therapy right about now. I think the Martian and I will make do with a Sex Pistols pogo party tonight.
    Posted by: mindy

  3. That’s a girl. Dance/party off the shock-and-horror.

    And remember what EZ says about knitting on…
    Posted by: claudia

  4. Wish I could be there – I could use some music therapy right about now. I think the Martian and I will make do with a Sex Pistols pogo party tonight.
    Posted by: mindy

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