So….strange feeling this night in the Northeast. Ten feet of snow in the streets, nothing much worth seeing on the boob tube or in the theaters, green elephants dancing the polka before mine eyes as visions of the 300 at Thermopylae run through my head (gotta remember…lay off the absinthe and red wine…back mix…)
Not bad for a firs entry. Good, bad boring, it alla dds up the same way in the end…
