Here’s some more photos of a few of us hanging out in the parking lot in front of Matt’s place. They were taken by various people, props to them--I don’t remember who took what. I’m only posting the ones of me on here, because I’m vain (or so I desperately like to think). The rest (and there’s a lot) can be viewed on Matt’s Combat Furniture site. The first is of me looking big-breasted and sullen in a t-bird t-shirt while Matt plays the guitar. Or something to that event. The last is of my lovely back (because it’s relevant TO ALL THINGS CONCERNED). I'm hugging myself for dear-life. If you had been there you would know why. (!!) Anyway--this is what we DO with our time: at one point one of us was drunk enough to phone the number on the beer can--an automated voice informed us the number did not exist, please dial again.




I called the number on the beer not because I was drunk, but because I am a concerned customer.
Posted by: jeremy at July 4, 2005 2:16 PMwell, you know, didn't want to name any names, but looks like the hook just left me.
Posted by: caroline at July 4, 2005 5:10 PM