Got home from the shoppe yesterday, had one beer and didn't wake up 'til this morning. Yesterday I was running most of the day. That is until the brakes kicked in.

What's cool is that every day brings interesting folks. One of them today was Monica. Her parents own the old Daybreak Bar in Mtn. View. Now there's some history. It was like a gay biker bar. I'm serious. I went there a few times because it was the closest dive with cheap beer, when I was younger and cheap beer was important. Just ignore the dudes bumping and grinding. But they're about to tear it down. She gets to use it as an art studio until they do.

All of a sudden a lot of Reagan headlines. Did the dude finally croak? Boy am I out of touch...