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It was a strange night. Lots of good italian wine and now I'm debating a toke or two.

Yes one doesn't have to grow out of somethings.

My friend the wine maker was so charming and the waitress liked him a lot so tomorrow we're all going to her birthday party...her idea.

My other friend there may go work for my wife's company as a carpenter because she's very good at that stuff and breaking up with her boyfriend.

I'm partying like a rock star...listening to Rush as I type. It hasn't killed me yet and I look nothing like Keith Richards.