April 21st, 2004


Un Chein Andalou

I'm sitting in front of a pretty little coffee house, on a pretty day, in a pretty little town. It's four hours until the first of four Pixies shows I'm going to this week. Life is good.

The drive up was uneventful. The ferry was fun, as always. I drove over a curb at the motel, but that's to be expected, really. Paul's Motor Inn is one groovy ass place. Highly recommended by Steve's Travel.