Ah, home sweet home. Okay, not home, but hotel. I'm chilling in a hotel In Carlisle. I had fun in Arkansas this time. Me and this girl I met there, Jessica spent every Monday night at a piano bar. Live music, sweet. Wine, which because I'm kind of awesome, I barely paid for. The band was good. It was a shame that we were the only ones there most nights. It's also a shame she doesn't drink, so I became a lush. I realized that if other people are drinking I stay a little more sober to make sure I can take care of people. But I knew I was never going to have to take care of her, so I kind of just got completely drunk. Whatever, it happens. The picture is of Jessica and I at the bar. And before you even make a comment, I know my bra is showing, why do you think I wasn't paying for drinks? HA hA! Just kidding, mostly.
Barefoot in the Park was fun. I very much enjoyed the cast and made a few new friends, which is always a plus. As I was leaving I took a picture of the dumpster that someone spray painted. I say someone, but I know who did it, I'm just not a narc. My cast also featured a former Miss Arkansas. Now after a summer with the reining Miss Greater NY, I have to wonder if it is the person or the location that makes the pageant girls different. I think it must be the person.
Anyway, I really have nothing else to say. I should have been writing every week. I'm thinking that when my subscription is up, I might move this whole blog to a free site because it seems silly to keep paying just to sporadically write these. I'll let you know.
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