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Yesterday was the first Valentine's Day I have had reason to celebrate. And it was a good time. I borrowed Robbie Linn's car and went to Detroit with Paige. We went to Mexican Village (to those who don't know, it's a restaurant on the southwest side) wherein we ate a delicious and surprisingly inexpensive dinner (two entrees, two margaritas, and a beer = $25). Not the most romantic of settings, to be sure, but what can you do? It's not like I'm swimming in cash at the moment.
After dinner, I gave Paige a thirty minute driving tour of downtown Detroit, which included Eastern Market, all of the Albert Kahn designed buildings in the New Center area, and the birthplace of the coney dog. Then we drove up Cass to the Wayne State campus where we had a brief visit to Jim's apartment and proceeded to meet up with Andy Linn for a beer at the Bronx Bar.
After that, drove home and slept in. I smoked a cigar and shot the shit for an hour-and-a-half at Maison Edwards, and now I'm here.
Tomorrow: Girl Talk with Wolf Eyes at the Michigan League.
After dinner, I gave Paige a thirty minute driving tour of downtown Detroit, which included Eastern Market, all of the Albert Kahn designed buildings in the New Center area, and the birthplace of the coney dog. Then we drove up Cass to the Wayne State campus where we had a brief visit to Jim's apartment and proceeded to meet up with Andy Linn for a beer at the Bronx Bar.
After that, drove home and slept in. I smoked a cigar and shot the shit for an hour-and-a-half at Maison Edwards, and now I'm here.
Tomorrow: Girl Talk with Wolf Eyes at the Michigan League.