2 = The End
So tonight was the 2nd and final night of Brooklynfest. Another wonderful amazing day, for totally different reasons. So many old friends stopped by, major among them were Mike Conlon and Shara. SHARA! And she sorta let me grope her. I was so psyched. 1st time I got a boner off of physical contact since since the pig went for the spud. Big Wig covered a Fugazi song and a Minor Threat song, nice. We (Me, Loni, Jordan, Robin and her pals, At A Loss, Bill, Mike, Larry, Dhug, Lev) all went to the Vegas diner after and that was quite fun too, I did a cole slaw shot. And one of Robin's friends, who happened to have the most delicious titties I've seen in ages apparently works at Go-kart now so we spent some time exchanging Go-kart stories and whatnot. Good times had by all, this definitely ranks as one of the best weekends of my life. I wish it wasn't also the signal of the end of summer... lame.