Back from Whence We Came
in the cold November rain...
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a first approximation 6 days later, will spiff it right soon...

Peter pooped a peck of pretty pictures.

where's ButterNut with the report? Dookie X only with unlimited nonsense so far. and linkage. play-by-play? make sure you've seen Spidy's pix, I'm gonna hafta finally make a ride report page, he's finally got his fotobucket all corn-figgered...

we used to have a clubhouse a block behind Dexter & Hayes, in the alley. it was cool except for when the sewage overflowed.

Dexter & Hayes . 7pm sharp!
have been a little sewing-crazy as of late. good thing I packed a sewing kit (and a herpetologist's card, incidentally) because nobody was there but me... I was a trifle confused, it seems as though they've moved the bar from the east wall to the southern, but that affored me a cozy widow seat to stare into the drizzle, sewing and sipping Guinness.
Niko wandered in and out about 20 after, missing me in the corner and not venturing below decks. A pack rolled up from downtown or ColdOnes' or both around 7:30, heading rather straight to the depths, and I evaded detection for almost half a beer. still had thread on the needle, so got back to it, but couldn't really drink and sew simultaneously, so quick got to work with my kit after quaffing and initiating refill. when the pint came back I packed up and headed down to see what all the hubbub was about.

well, one may smoke on the semi-covered outdoor area! so everybody smoked and drank until all the missing teeth were accounted for, having to wait for Maximus to damply trickle in.

and once Gerg stuck his finger in, Darcie tried showing off both her holes (but none in the middle! DQ!).

we farted around making sure everybody who was coming there was there, with everbody thumbing their already. phonecalls happenned. many pictures were taken. where's yours? the rain was cursed dutifully.

and everybody peed, and we finally got to the big pile out front in the street. Freddy Q was not allowed into the bar, apparently his gait was deemed somewhat too wobbly or something, but retained his boyish charm, nonetheless, entertaining by the post-box.

dx went a little ape sheeit on the prospect reform after passing out a bonus point.who said passing out? not unlike a golden cranky baby.bonus points are all about positive energy. positive energy in=positive energy out. x2 sometimes. or 3. scan of somebody who wrote something down. prospect reform will happen! thusly!!

wifda dxg569v high atop 001 I shot a little viddy as we true-to-form butchered the "we wanna be free" thingie. finally everybody tore off down Dexter to the Fremont Bridge to...

the 4 B's . 10-ish?
Got there late having viddied the sendoff and dropping my smokes and fifth crossing the bridge. Ballard's Best Brews & Burgers held up on the brew part just fine, did anybody have a burger?
I'd hope Big Buck Hunter was participated in for Sarah Palin's honor.

the Bit Tavern . 12-ish?
somebody busted the top-secret chain tensioner on 001 and the little derailleur-cog that was in it went a-skittering down the street. alas! recovered the metal half-guard that half-held it, now she's just needing a "new" one of those from the giant-box-o-derailleurs™.
where was the secret upstairs lounge? I went up there but all I found was a party...