Of Borders and Weddles and Witches and Brews…

The woman who hit my new car is claiming that I left the scene of the accident. Her insurance company is taking her side. Sigh. Why do people have to be evil? Even though the police and the fire department came to the scene. This really blows.

I headed out to 46th and Sheridan last night to check out Witches Brew. Let me say they have kick ass meeting space and parking! Their drink selection is small right now as are their pagan goodies. I’m sure it will grow. As long as that annoying kid isn’t a feature…I almost smacked him.

I’ve been working on character sketches for an old comic idea M. and I had. Ideas are unfolding in my head as I speak. It’ll work. Don’t freak M. I’m bringing it up tonight.

Aia has been asking for Junie B. Jones books. I just got the refund from the screwy not-so-wine-rackish wine rack I ordered so I’m getting her the first 4 books. That should be a good welcome home present.

I’ve been reading through Without Honor. I’ve done some more cutting and reorganizing…I even wrote some words in that evil chapter. Woot!

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Whether they find life there or not, I think Jupiter should be called an enemy planetJack Handy

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