Fear and loving
Ya know what I lurve about this week's snow and cold? I'm leaving it behind for until next Sunday, heading back to Vegas and then San Francisco for some sun. And some Cirque shows. And eating. And this. Oh, and this.
Don't much care for Vegas as a city; being there is akin to witnessing one huge boulevard of broken dreams set to a soundtrack of a pinball arcade. Curious, however, about all the hoopla of San Fran.
Thursday, March 03, 2005
Rantings of an almost middle-aged man-child. Lowly tech-writer by day, but amazingly virile superhero when I dream.
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