I finally got some work that pays $50/hr, but I’ve only done 1 1/2 hours in the past three months so that isn’t going to pay the bills. But work is work and I decided to blow it by celebrating. I called my friend Il, who has been locked up at home playing some on-line Star Wars game for at least a month, and he wanted to see the ladies at the local strip club. I’ve now realized that while it was interesting to see those particular dancers naked, I really didn’t need to see them naked for more than a couple of minutes, max. I’m back to being frightened by that place again.

Man, the cigarettes people smoke make a big difference. At My local McPub (McMenamin’s Tavern) one woman was smoking some cigarettes so foul that 15 feet away I was coughing. I thought it was the table behind me, but no one was smoking there. At least it kept me from drinking too much more of the little money I made today. I just have to remember to bill the guy.