This is Sean St. Cyr, an old friend from a decade (and more) ago. He now lives about an hour and a half up the street, so I stopped in for a visit today. We went and found some killer deals on Criterions; watched some Tim and Eric Awesome Show Great Job and Wonder Showzen; ate at Fuzzy's; and jammed out to some Black Moth Super Rainbow. As soon as our respective work/school schedules are ironed out, he will probably pay us a visit. Leah has yet to meet the man behind the drunken Al Pacino and Christopher Walken midnight phone call impression of aught-nine.
Leah is suffering from an awful sore throat so we are going to lay down in bed now with a film of some sort. Also, thank you for all of the great and encouraging comments on her searinghot face from yesterday.
Cheers, my good, good Blipfriends. I appreciate you.