Happy Fourth
This weekend I...
...caught the Global Frequency pilot, saw Ozomatli, extolled the virtues of Roadhouse, fell asleep in a crowded room, caught a fleeting glimpse of some caveman softcore, became a devoted fan of The 4400 on USA, went to the Bigfoot Lodge, went to Soren's birthday party, saw several Oxy kids that I hadn't seen in a long time, attended three different BBQs, worked on my SMRT-TV article on Deadwood, saw absolutely no fireworks due to a heavy fog that settled over the city of Santa Monica, and drank heavily every single night of the four-day weekend, yet remained remarkably sober except on Friday at Liz's.
It was GOOD TIMES.
...caught the Global Frequency pilot, saw Ozomatli, extolled the virtues of Roadhouse, fell asleep in a crowded room, caught a fleeting glimpse of some caveman softcore, became a devoted fan of The 4400 on USA, went to the Bigfoot Lodge, went to Soren's birthday party, saw several Oxy kids that I hadn't seen in a long time, attended three different BBQs, worked on my SMRT-TV article on Deadwood, saw absolutely no fireworks due to a heavy fog that settled over the city of Santa Monica, and drank heavily every single night of the four-day weekend, yet remained remarkably sober except on Friday at Liz's.
It was GOOD TIMES.
posted by Jeff at 8:25 AM
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