surlyclown

So, SGLA had a monthly shindig at the White Horse in Hollywood. Cool little divey place. However, I was the first one there (as is my wont.) As a result, the bartender made me touch the divot in his skull and tell me not to be an organ donor. (Apparently he was in a terrible accident and was in a coma for a month...trust me...I heard all the details waiting for someone...anyone...to show up.)

Beyond that, met some wonderful new peeps. I realized I need to get out and be sociable a bit more.