Thursday, July 24, 2008

In search of redemption

Crisis averted. Nurse Sis thinks it's only a sprain. She saw my toe in the dark of a nightclub, but still...If Shawna and co. were to call drunk from Con and tell me to get my ass down there, I'd probably still be tempted to drive at Friday 2 am and walk around Hall H with them...

By the way, don't care if he has a show or not...Love the Ebert.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Don't drive silly. Take the Amtrak or-if you feel risky, the damn dog(Greyhound)...both wind up a few blocks from the Con