I've been to a few SG events here in Portland, all at Dante's. They've all been a good time but Sunday nights are for relaxing at home, getting ready for the week of work to come. The irony is that i work just three blocks from Dante's so i could just stay out all night and walk to work in no time!
Anyway, one night while at Dante's this guy was standing next to me, and asked if i felt old. He had just read a journal entry of mine about feeling a little older than average here. He's a cool guy and we met up for beers once, but he decided to leave the site and i haven't made time to give him a call to get together for another beer. So tonight i salute my friend deebee, where ever he is.