Funny thing about not writing...
...as the third martini sounds so much better after a second, the inverse appears to be true of writing.
Don't write = more not writing.
Boo.
Fourth & Desert went swimmingly! I managed to avoid injuries causing me to anesthetize myself with whiskey. The pink poo hut was a marvelous success. Managed to miss the FrogBat, yet again. Fizzball is a sport I think I could be good at (mostly because it involves absolutely no running of any kind) - though next time I'll opt away from a bedpost as my bat of choice. Rather unwieldy, it was. AK47s...they are fun.
I've been home since Monday night and appear to have avoided any kind of playa-induced pestulence. No mono, no strep throat, no common cold have I, none.
Otto, the be-cocked bunny, joined us all the way from Amsterdam. You can see him swinging in the background of this neat-o-rific panorama, assembled by Espresso Buzz.
http://seb.perez-duarte.net/panoviewer/?photo=4771346028
Don't write = more not writing.
Boo.
Fourth & Desert went swimmingly! I managed to avoid injuries causing me to anesthetize myself with whiskey. The pink poo hut was a marvelous success. Managed to miss the FrogBat, yet again. Fizzball is a sport I think I could be good at (mostly because it involves absolutely no running of any kind) - though next time I'll opt away from a bedpost as my bat of choice. Rather unwieldy, it was. AK47s...they are fun.
I've been home since Monday night and appear to have avoided any kind of playa-induced pestulence. No mono, no strep throat, no common cold have I, none.
Otto, the be-cocked bunny, joined us all the way from Amsterdam. You can see him swinging in the background of this neat-o-rific panorama, assembled by Espresso Buzz.
http://seb.perez-duarte.net/panoviewer/?photo=4771346028