Oh man, it was so pathetic I almost joined self-depreciation sounding board tribe. (tribes.tribe.net/self-depreciation).

So Halloween is 4 nights long and I already have a pretty decent sleep dept going before Thursday. I had to drive a friend of a friend to the airport in some other friend’s car and I’m totally dozing off, have poor reaction time and have really really good hallucinations about the end of the world and dirty stunts with your mom. I nearly wrecked 20 brazilian times on the way and freaked out this poor dude. During which, in a totally uncharacteristic feat of self preservation, I conclude that ripping my motorcycle over highway 17 would not be in the best interest of my various possible decedents. Too sleepy to drive (but never to tired to party) I reached out to those who I had not yet overly offended in the hopes they could chaperone me from the swank of San Francisco to the bliss of Lizard Ranch. Alas it was not to be. On the up side I did get 17 hours sleep that night and followed it up with a truly epic Halloween Monday Extravaganza. (I’m pretty sure it made the papers)

I did and do miss you all. I have a “hella fat pad” in the city where all are welcome. I will make it down someday and I am sorry and pathetic for not being there. It would have been fun with all you hotties but I had to make do with ‘chasing my own tail’.