Siouxie Sioux Say Huh?

Went to that new bar called Milltown.

My buddy D shot lightening bolts out of his forehead all night long. Oddest thing, look...

He sure thought bright thoughts! (Too, stood for my curdled critiques and saucy readings of his stagings' texts. Good man.)

The menu was not, ahem, as innovative as I had hoped for. The prices were reasonable enough -- even though there were dozens of, ahem, seventeen-dollar beers on the menu. I was happy to find they offer poutine. Not quite the same meat-sauce-and-curds-on-fries heaven you find in wintery Quebequois tummies, sure, but it felt alright going down with an entirely affordable French farm ale... even this many miles south... in August.

Later at my house, we watched some anime that was so philosophically thick that it made me feel dumb. I don't like it when cartoons confuse me. Bad sign. Anyway, that was last night.

Today is another day. This next image renders what the side room in my house looks like right now. No promises, now. I'm just saying. This is the way it lies. Until I post again.