Reading (For Dummies)

Nobody writes 'em like they used to

Went to Happy Endings for the Open Mic night.

Becca Singin'

Met up with the usual gang there, and some more of the old-skool kids like Gabe showed up, which is always nice. I taught the folks there about the universe, and they taught me about words, and a little about Plato. I've been reading a book Emily gave me for my birthday or x-mas or something over the winter, so that she and I can have a re-match and I can beat her with some original thoughts. Yes I like to win.

I was solicited by a prostitute on the way home. Stopped at a red light with the windows rolled down blasting Get Me Away From Here, I'm Dying and singing along relatively in tune, when a woman approached my car from the literally the wrong side of the tracks and offered me her "best trick for $5." She was carrying a bottle wrapped in a brown paper bag and staggering across the street. Needless to say I drove through the red light rather than deal with that sort of nonsense. Luckily there was no traffic trying to get through the intersection at 11:30pm, and I made it through alive. It was a close call, you never know how dangerous a drunken staggering prostitute can be in the middle of this mean old city.