Thursday, October 27, 2005

King of the Nighttime World

At some point I fell asleep after drinking a homemade gimlet. Is this one of the warning signs? Of a boring ball game, perhaps. I left Tuman's when the power blinked off, hid my beer in my coat and drank it as I walked through the darkened neighborhood. A telling image from our nation's post-oil nightmare future or another chapter in the continuing story of public miscreancy? I tastefully brought the bottle inside my apartment to throw away _ instead of decorating one of the many renovation sites in the Village.

Again, I feel I should only log in here when I awake during the night. But, then it's been debated whether I should log in here at all. I'm going to bed either way.

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