September 19th, 2008


Means nothing

Okay, this'll mean nothing to anyone who hasn't been in this town for a long time, but I was just sitting here at the bar at the Embassy waiting for Susanna and working on my laptop, and just got a friendly poke in the ribs from Candy Foster (*). He was coming in to pick up some dinner.

Makes me feel kind of.. proud to be a townie. I have no idea where he knows me from, unless he recognizes me from the crowd from one of his zillions of gigs here.