A typical sunday night...

As usual, these are a week delayed, so from 8 days ago. Sundays up at classics are pretty excellent though. More (and less blurry) pics from this last sunday coming soon, I promise. I just realized that none of these are in classics, which is just where we start, after all, not always where we finish.


Boring club in Bricktown.

Exciting moment in the boring club in bricktown.

Random encounter outside the club.

Since I can't sleep

I'm gonna post some photos. Two wednesdays ago, I found myself at hooters. No, really. Talk about the ass-end of the restaurant business... I'm told the girls that wait there at least make a lot of money. Good for them, now they just need to work on the food. (These girls, for those of you that don't know them, aren't hooters girls, just friends). Then I went to the new Blue Note. It was weird times 20. Times 10^100. Maybe not that weird; there were no green monsters or invading Persians. Not even any mild-mannered persians. But weird. And cleaner. Anyway, photos:

One Long Saturday

Last saturday was a very long, very good day... it had phases, I did things. I walked the dog with Damaris, then hung out with her and Grant and some other kids for sdinner and drunken fry, and then down to makers and bricktown for fog and fun. Makers is where god would hang out, if he was looking for a jazz club in this town. And the Fog... yeah, it gets a capitol letter. Good stuff. The fog outside lifted the fog inside, if you will. And if you won't, well, too bad.

New Digs

Bedroom french doors:

Living Room:


Dining Room:


Kitchen:


The View: