tonight, miles and i saw tommy's band; the yesterdais play at the 340 club.

with the chit chat and hypnotizing rollerblading on the tv, miles and i lost track of time and had
to run like the speed of light for about 10 blocks for the last sea bus. alas, we missed it, and had to
catch a horrible bus to north van.

his movements were erratic. he waltzed up and down the aisles in an effort to stave off the impeding need for relief.

we were set to meet barnge at 3.00. a shortcut underneath an overpass and through the woods proved fruitful in only making us
later than we already were. a reef brake the same. $5 bag of shake? yes please.