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Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Debauchery and other divinities
On Thursday, I floated into the twilight, over a large crowd of spectators, guitar for voice and voice for guitar, soaring and beholding the spectacularity of Gravity and Other Myths.
On Friday, Shady passed to me the pipe-of-resonant-thoughts, and I witnessed the blues ooze like warm brie off of Alan Norman's celestial accordian, and The Warratahs were wicked.
On Saturday, we defied gravity (and other myths) and narrowly dodged Sunday; the turn-tables got dizzy, the burlesque danced, and the keg poured Strong Ale until it passed out, at which point medium-white wine braced the insides of our skulls against pending implosion. We slept lustily.
I'm loathe to return to a normal day.
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On Friday, Shady passed to me the pipe-of-resonant-thoughts, and I witnessed the blues ooze like warm brie off of Alan Norman's celestial accordian, and The Warratahs were wicked.
On Saturday, we defied gravity (and other myths) and narrowly dodged Sunday; the turn-tables got dizzy, the burlesque danced, and the keg poured Strong Ale until it passed out, at which point medium-white wine braced the insides of our skulls against pending implosion. We slept lustily.
I'm loathe to return to a normal day.
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At 6:54 PM, March 16, 2007,
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Like wow man! Sounds like quite the weekend Wesse
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