Dusty Chalk

Which hotel, canjam? Sent from my mind using id, ego, or superego... And if so, which one is that? Sent from my mind using id, ego, or superego...

Okay, I'm pulling in soon, where are you guys at? Sent from my mind using id, ego, or superego...

Listened to Sleep, Dopesmoker Now listening to some Pitch Black Sent from my SM-N910V using Tapatalk

On track...er, I mean train...my cat, Bobby, threw up right after breakfast, so I won't be spending the night, I plan on taking the red-eye back (3am, so still plenty of time for shenanigans). Sent from my SM-N910V using Tapatalk

Is it cold up there? I'll dress in layers. My train arrives Penn Station 4:50-ish.

I win.

You need to start quoting M*A*S*H. "I'd like a dry martini [...] a very dry martini. A very dry, arrid, barren, desiccated, veritable dustbowel of a martini. I want a martini that could be declared a disaster area. Mix me just such a martini."

Yup, today's the day! "I've been looking [...for zombie literature...]" "You'll find zombie literature in our lifestyle section, next to the fertility crystals. If you hit witch balls, you've gone too far." "Isn't that always the case?"

Santa Clarita Diet -- this show is the BEST! I love black comedies.

Yeah, I know, that's why I still want to come...

Baller (not just Jp, all you guys) And I'm here considering bailling...I mean, it's not like I could drink like you guys anyway...so it's either live vicariously over the Internet, or live vicariously by hanging out with you guys... See, the problem is, Charlie Hunter is playing here ...and I thought it was Sunday night, and I could do both (although I'm getting too old for that kind of one-party-to-the-next type partying), but apparently it's tomorrow night... Damn, decisions, decisions...I'll decide in the morning, it'll actually be easier, now that it's one or the other...so I'm probably still coming...

Philip Glass, Glassworks specially mixed for your personal cassette player edition

Oh, yeah, that was great. I stopped watching at exactly the wrong moment. That was all setup. They hinted at what was going to be revealed, but they hadn't gotten around to it yet where I stopped.

Well then I'll definitely finish it! Sounds like fun...

I don't know, the Shake Shack at Union Station here in WDC is meh.

Oh, do tell! I fell in love with Bonchon for a while, but I noticed every time I ate there, I got a little sick to my stomach, so I stopped. I'm hoping it's not something inherent in Korean Fried Chicken, so I'd like to try a different one... Jacob -- that steak is a thing of beauty.

I'm about 25 minutes into Sour Grapes -- an hour and twenty-five minute documentary on wine douches. I have to stop, I'll finish it later. I spent too much time and energy saying "fuck you" to the screen. "Just fuck you."

Ah! Thank you.

I can't read that -- what is it?

Why is it precariously balanced? Did the waiter actually bring it that way? I mean, good on him/her, but still...seems like they were deliberately challenging the wait staff...

I'd take one, but I forgot about plans I had Sunday, so I'm a 'maybe' at this point. How many do you have left? Would you mind penciling me in for one, because I am still going to try to make it.

RIP, John Wetton Fuck cancer!

Hellboy!