This is the shit. I’ve been away from the typer for some time now and that’s probably for the better. Dunno if I’ve got the bug back, might fall flat so we’ll see. Chad was kind enough to reanimate this site for the general benefit of the lost websurfer. A mildly interesting brochure one might pick up in a Greyhound bus stop at 1 am in Fresno. Maybe we’ll spruce it up with some pictures or something, spit on it and polish it up if you will. No offense to Chad- I love what he’s done with the place. Oh, and sorry for the return of Mr. Hyde on the 4th folks- the bottle is my bane. I understand I was that guy at the party. Dreams of flight from the 3rd story, comments on black people to black friends, calling my wife a “Tuesday” acronym-all the crazy antics of the not-so-recovered alcoholic. God Bless
Chris
Jesus man, you fell off the wagon rolling that night! When Josh is worried that you’re going to jump off the roof, then the shit is serious.