Well, so far the show has been successful, in a communal, if not a personal, sense. Which means everyone who came on the trip has won nicely, to the exclusion of my dog.
So far, high point has been an evening with Jeff Goldstein and friends at a small pub they located after directing me to meet them at one called "Heavenly Daze"... which turned out to be closed. No small feat finding a locked, dark warehouse type of building in a strange city, after dark, having lost the directions and the address. But all's well that ends with several pints of Guiness and shooters.
Jeff is having a hard time remembering events after 10:30.
Heh.
I apologize for anything I may have said or done that was rude / insane / mean / caustic / maudlin / defamatory / overly familar / distant and cold / etc.
And I mean that sincerely. I'm pretty sure.
Positively unruly!
Oh no, not the dreaded "heh".
Hey you guys didn't all get so drunk that you drove to Aspen and shot Hunter S. Thompson, did you?!
And if not, why not?!?
You mean the implication floating around about a connection between Hunter S. Thompson's death and this Colorado party has some substance? I previously thought it was only a rumor.
BTW, Kathy, cafepress.com sent me a copy of a book called The Renegade Journal, the story of an evil drum corps, by Lee Rudnicki. The only thing was, it had your cover for A Catholic Alphabet! ha ha (they say they'll send me another one)
Oh F*** Greg that is messed up! this is the second mess up I've heard about--I wonder how many I DON'T... That book you DID order sounds cool, though.
I think we should continue to spread this rumour :-). It makes the death of another boring hippie type at least vaguely interesting.