I had a great time up in Albany.

The party started slow, but drinking fixes everything. As does a guy playing seemingly endless guitar, who isn't me. But I played some, too and it felt good for a change.

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The air smelled clean tonight as I walked back from picking up 35 pounds of laundry. Well, clean for New York, anyway, and I’ll take that over some suburban mess any day ( Read more... )