Last night was the SGBC event at Doolin's and it marked my first ever meeting with a SG crew. Well, apart from having worked with Hethral for the last... six years? Something like that. I've gotten too old to bother counting anymore.
But here's the scoop: it was fun. Nice people, all. Or all that I met, anyways. I was way down at one end of the table and there were many people down at the other end that I only managed to smile at. At least, I hope I was smiling. It's possible I was frowning, but that's just because I'm usually frowning.
And since this little journal seems to be a log of either nice musical instruments I've taken pictures of or my stupidity, I'll make a note of how I was the one who was driving and yet Hethral is the one who doesn't drink.
Me = stupid. I wanted another beer.
But here's the scoop: it was fun. Nice people, all. Or all that I met, anyways. I was way down at one end of the table and there were many people down at the other end that I only managed to smile at. At least, I hope I was smiling. It's possible I was frowning, but that's just because I'm usually frowning.
And since this little journal seems to be a log of either nice musical instruments I've taken pictures of or my stupidity, I'll make a note of how I was the one who was driving and yet Hethral is the one who doesn't drink.
Me = stupid. I wanted another beer.
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drunken stupor is what it's all about
but then again, i haven't even been accepted as a member of sgbc