Sunday

Morning, coming down. After a long bike ride and Black Label, we made it back to my apartment in one piece, and frozen. We spent most of the night at a mansion, complete with a tower room. Pumpkin Ale and Pabst Blue Ribbon in coolers. It took a lot to break away from Texas Chainsaw Massacre, but I"m happy to say that we left our hermit retreat to socialize. Kate, our neighbor has some goofy friends, to say the least. I wish you could have been here to bounce stories off of each other.