That is.... well.... rad.

shenson’s is a cyberhut now?  how sad.

winos beating punks at cards.  that’s just horribly wonderful.

One has the feeling that the kids will get their chance as they themselves grow up to be grimy winos.  Or, in the case of Dan, have a respectable job and wife.

I’ve seen the scowl and am not surprised they don’t mess with you.

Well, a respectable wife anyway.  I would like to think that my days of sleeping it off in the ivy across the street are behind me but one never knows.

that warmed my heart.

lovely in a moral but not lame way.

you know, you should have gotten really drunk, hoped the luck of those grizzled bearded guys stayed with you, and kicked some serious little teenage ass. and told them not to smoke because it’s bad for their lungs. and disgusting.

I love how I get lost in your stories.

"They perched on tall stools like greasy seagulls on a traffic signal that flashed “caution” in all four directions.” That was fantastic.