West-Side Report!
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Part of the fun of moving is finding the local bar. The local bar to our place we found in Venice is our kitchen. There is a bar and its got dish soap on tap. That don't wet the whistle but cold beers in cans are available from the brand-new fridge, as is a freezer fulla ice and vodka. For fun we throw some Bocas in the micro and we get a light show cuz the 'lectricians put the appliances on the same circuit as the lights. yay! Someone's coming to sort it out next week.

Meanwhile, sort yrselves out here ...Tonight - Homestead.

It is the last Thursday of the month, which means the meeting of the minds with the always lovely and talented Johanna (and her drunken literary posse.)

Here's a gem from the wall calendar: Tomorrow is Christi Himmelfahrt Day. Christi. Himmel. Fahrt. I don't read the German but I can guess ...

bye-ee!

whrr ... clik!