Return
I finally got to go back to D.C. Its been several years since I've been up there and I'd forgotten how much I enjoyed a major city. Even the bums that accost you are better. I rode shotgun with Becky through the hinterlands of central Virginia on our way to ChiasOscura. We met up with Vikki and her firend Rob, right around the corner from the club. Damned convenient I must say. It was a smashing good time. Of course now I have the itch to go back. On the the other hand now I have somebody to go with. Good company is as always hard to find but I've been pretty lucky on that front lately. I rather liked the club, good music, good crowd, and all. But I have a bit more appreciation for the Wave now. Its far too easy to feel backwoods in Hampton Roads compared to, well, any major metropolitan area. Well anyway, Becky, Vikki, and Rob, thanks for a wonderful night in the capital. Hopefully my rum induced stupor was more entertaining than obnoxious. Night all.