And then, you know, something different happens

And at around 12:30am someone I’ve never met in person summons me to a local bar, buys me a drink, and talks art and music and literature and life with me for an hour.

How very odd, in a nice way!

Cute, too 😉

One thought on “And then, you know, something different happens

  1. And I thought you were just so repulsed by Kirk Cameron and the Ten Commandments on a Stretched Penny that you had to go get a drink!

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