1:00 AM
Walking down Allen Street alone

A female voice. "Hey.."

Can't be for me. A few minutes later, the voice gets closer. "Hey!"

Oh no. Is it one of those junkies that's going to harrass me?

Footsteps right behind me.

I turn around. It's that cool chick that Flacidness and I played pool with, about a month ago.

"I saw you walking out of the Pink. You looked sad."

"No, just really tired. It's good to see you though."

"You too. You sure you don't want to have a drink?"

"Yeah. I have to get up early."

"Ok. I'll see you around then. Hey - what's the name of that site you were telling me about? I wrote it down but I lost it."

"elmwoodstrip.com"

Paul - I am all for a Flash primer. It's one of those things I could learn on my own, but a class would provide some motivation - something I've been lacking lately.

Can you believe this guy was the head of a group that is responsible for killing 377 people?

I know for a fact that I am not the biggest Dylan fan in the world. I'm probably not even the biggest fan on my street. Which is why I was so unbelievably lucky to see two great shows last weekend.

I'll leave the music review to the pros. But I will say that during "All Along the Watchtower," I had to pinch myself a few times to make sure I hadn't gone to heaven.

Thanks to Jeff, Kim, Dave, Dave, Connie, & John for being such great trip companions.

And special thanks to jw for the best cookies ever.

I hate to tell you, but you do have friends.

In any event, you celebrate it (or don't) any way you want!