Happy St. Paddy’s Day, everyone. Don’t drink the green beer, especially for you Deep Ellum folks. R.T., you know what I’m talking about.
Josh won’t like reading about this, but I had one of those fun, spontaneous, unplanned weekends. Really, about the only thing planned was the fact that I had tickets to see Lewis Black at the Stardome Saturday night. Everything else around it was wrapped up in uncertainty.
Originally, it was P.K. scheduled to go with me, but he decided to leave for Panama City, FL a day early and attenuate his spring break with additional drinking. Then J.N. begged off, being weary of travel, especially since he’d just come from SXSW the week before. And wonder of wonders, P.B. had to run in and supervise a rollout, so he bowed out as well. Which left B.N. and I to our own devices.
Now, I adore B.N. a great deal