MARCH-
Which came in like a lamb, but exited with frass. We were dumped on, oh yes, to the tune of all of the aggregate snowfall that had fell up until that point all winter did not equal the dumpage we received over a 48 hour time period. Where new and exciting restaurants were discovered (The Bad Waitress, The Sample Room, Azia) Where I had more auditions ("Flaming Guns"/"Merchant of Penice") voice over recording ("Slag Heap"...great show. Greater for Mo.) Tech and Portana arrived for good to set up shop here in MN. Where neck frass and body frass nearly incapacitated me, but due to the kindness of my folks letting me use there hot tub I was able to start the road to wellville (Remember: Hot Tubs suck if you only set them to 95 degrees)
Movies were seen (Asstastic "Ultraviolet" and the uber-cool "V" and "History of Violence") As were plays (Slag Heap and "Myfistofjelly") Birthdays celebrated (Shellito, Nixie, and Melinite) concerts seen (Tina Schlieske at the 310 with Nix and Twocherries) Parties (The Oscars at KWT's and post 12th Nacht at DeeC's) Annnnnnnd...my life ended as I knew it.
That last bit was a little melodramatic.
I finally got my cable hooked up. YEEEEhamaste!
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I should also point out that March also contained the the pre-cursor to my psychotic X-mas frass from yesterday.
And the most responses. IJS
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