Every day I sit here and nothing comes to mind worth the time I’d waste in describing it. Gets rather frustrating, to be sure. Fortunately I like the staff and they pity me. A near perfect arrangement, other than I usually have to pay my tab. They even have wireless. So other than ink and the cell phone bill, I basically spend all my income frequenting the place. In theory, it’s an investment. In reality, it’s a good drunk. I even got rid of the cell phone. One less thing. If anyone wants me, they know where I’ll be.