Amy & I met up with official VM pal Elayne & her (feverish and delirious) beau at Chow Bar in NYC last night. I had a fantastic meal, with the summer(time) rolls and the szechwan angus steak, with matchstick french fries. I also drank a pair of Typhoons, so I’ve now had two hangovers-without-getting-drunk in a week. That’s no fun.
We got home around 9:30 and found the following in the driveway:
I’ll probably pick up an electric chainsaw tonight at the Home Despot. If I don’t post for a while after this weekend, it’ll be because they haven’t reattached my fingers.
