Something in the way....

So I went to the pub tonight, as planned. It was Book Club night. We read The Screwtape Letters by C.S. Lewis,which turned out to be a book excelling in the art of mediocrity. It was not altogether bad, all things considered.

But the fun part happened afterwards, during "Regulars' Time". Jesse and Biff and Jenn and I had a ball. Shawn was the tender, but I am not sure who was the locomotive.

I love the pub. The people there are without fail some of the best people in my life.

I always end up having a dandy time. To name any one of these people as responsible for that is an exercise (exorcise?) in futlity.

I love the pub and its patrons. Thank you, one and all, for the gift of brilliance.

-Rich