It's almost time to go home.
So
Forgetter played Saturday night, and the wee Ian made me proud. I usually get so nervous about these sorts of things, but after Saturday, there's no need to be nervous. And also, the turnout was much better than the last time at Burt's - lots o' people there, and even strange adoring fans from Texas. All's I gots to say is that first on the list Sunday was the Egg McMuffin & hashbrown to end all hangovers, because my punchy ass was sampling the fine wines of the western world, ifyouknowwhati'msaying.
I posted random pictures, so fear not! Ye shall see what we look like yet.
2004-03-29 | 3:34 p.m.
