7.4.2k2

If you need a place to go, go to Mr. Bings. Play some dice and
have a few pops. Robot is on the job and will not be in
attendance. You'll be fine, as many are, without Robot.

7.3.2k2

I don't know what the worst part of moving is. Packing, carrying
boxes, unpacking, breaking down boxes, arranging, rearranging ...
adjusting. Sure there's excitement and wonder at starting over,
starting anew, but sometimes even the good things can be
annoying. The saving grace is that you might get a new corner
bar. A cheaper laundromat. A hotty neighbor. And if you, like me,
live alone, you don't have to answer to anyone. You don't have to
put up with anyone's shit. You don't have to get dressed. Getting
dressed is overrated.

Tonight: Hotel Utah

Sorry that people are using the list for personal, non-TNSC-related
subjects. That ain't too cool.

7.2.2k2

Hello peas and carrots! It's your pal Old Captain Walnut here. I
wonder how you all are doing these days, as I haven't seen many
of you for weeks! Good, bad? Happy, sad? How are those habits
going? Those compulsions? Those hard-to-wrangle emotional
states? Isolated? Together? So many questions.

Let's have the groop play space-age bachelor-pad catch-up
tonight. Ive got an idea where: SOMA: The Eagle Drift-In.

Mix up them puzzle pieces, we'll sort 'em as a groop, a family if you
will, then put 'em together again.