The last day before the work week begins. The four of us (Jackrabbit, Red Timb', Tap, myself) decided that we'd pull the stops and go for a Bossa Nova treat somewhere in the far flung corners of a place called the Expo.
It worked out pretty well. There was enough music to go around and all...and it's still hard to place that voice to the face. Save for the fact that the jet lag still lingers...
Work week starts in earnest. I'd better get some sleep. Real sleep. Still have to figure out how to pack that laptop into the cantankerous bag that I am almost sure is built like a tank...and weighs like one too.
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