tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313020.post111186749525389821..comments2009-07-13T04:20:45.731-04:00youthlargehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00556559920390058292noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313020.post-1112622556180337062005-04-04T09:49:00.000-04:002005-04-04T09:49:00.000-04:00

One thing that unites all Americans, red or blue, north or south, rural or urban, is that invariably the neighborhood bar contains at least one clinically insane female boozehound working the room in search of a sympathetic hearing and free liquor. Just thank your saints and stars that it wasn't karaoke night. Of course, it might be worth it to become either the bar crazy (as you say, you believe

weaselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15535139868063345916noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313020.post-1112574658989920622005-04-03T20:30:00.000-04:002005-04-03T20:30:00.000-04:00

go illinois!<BR/><BR/>d. and i checked out the scene on the main drag by campus on our way from getting pizza. big mob scene, lots of high fives, and 1 sad chair on fire. the undergrads here are so concerned with getting drunk, they can't even work up a good riot. <BR/><BR/>will report back tomorrow,<BR/>amy w.

Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8313020.post-1112384722732055312005-04-01T14:45:00.000-05:002005-04-01T14:45:00.000-05:00

Glad you are feeling better, though I suppose I did benefit from your ailments with tickets to a band and a movie. For what it's worth, I enjoyed them both in your honor.

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