Here is a picture of an icy tree still wearing its leaves.
Soooooo, let me tell you how it is. I'm not super drunk, but I have a little buzz going. I had a few issues with my phone earlier today, so I wasn't able to text the way I wanted to. I went to the Verizon store after work, and they cleaned it up and then updated some software and now it's back in working order.
After I got my phone back, I noticed I had a voice mail from my friend Ondine. I had to zip from the Coralridge mall to the Sycamore mall in 20 minutes to catch No Country for Old Men. I got there just in time and it was totally amazing. It definitely wasn't the feel good hit of the season, but who would see a Cormack McCarthy film adaptation looking for that?
After the movie, we went to the Sanctuary to drink and share appetizers. We apparently arrived right after a friend of mine did his annual reading of Dylan Thomas' "A Child's Christmas in Wales". I missed the reading, but I did get to see a lot of people I worked with at The Mill in the eighties. I also ran into that guy who was playing Sudoku at the Deadwood a few weeks ago, who came up to our table after overhearing our conversation? Remember that guy? Well, at the Deadwood, he felt really bad that he didn't remember my name. So, tonight he gave me a hug and made a big point to let me know he remembered my name and even used it at least twice in every sentence. It cracked me up.
I got home by eleven and talked to Mr St Louis for a bit, but I think I was a little too half-drunk and babbling. Poor guy.
Now, it's late and I have to go. I promise I'll be better about reading and commenting on blogs, replying to my commenters and emailing people starting tomorrow. 'Kay?