rather short notice, but...

...this evening in Philadelphia, my good friends, Miss Stephanie and Mister Justin, are holding an event at a club called the Metro Lounge (Front and Springgarden streets). DJs spinning all manner of beep-beep music, no cover, and it starts at ten p.m.

I've been to the space before, a few weeks ago, and it's nice (well, the first floor was, I haven't seen the second floor). But, the place is enormous and there's lots of areas to sit in and the sound system is better then many others I've heard in the past.

There is an attempt being made to round up a posse, as I will be in attendance (sans Engineer) and would like to see my friends.

Comment or call my cell phone for further details.

a letter to the editor

Dear Sir/Madame:

If I don't get to see the ocean, and right quick, I am going to SUE. I am going to SUE EVERYBODY.

This photograph:


(the Engineer, me, and Miss Janette)

is from the last time I was able to go. It was two years ago. Two years since I have been able to touch seawater and/or shout profanity at the dolphins is completely unacceptable. I would recommend that this must be remedied, post haste.

Signed,

one pissed-off little Goth girl