It's likely that none of you knew this blog was suddenly dysfunctional (in a different way than usual), but it was. Thanks to all the awesome folks who gave me the heads up about the problem they had with it.
Beware the widgets, bloggers!
So, it's a new damn week, new damn month. Still tired from the weekend.
Friday was the Decades Edition of our Full Card Fridays at Velvet Underground.
It is perfectly normal for a woman to steal the shirt off one guy's back and the hat off another's head, and then wear them both proudly.
It's what I do.
...and so's that.
Good times were had.
Thanks to those of you who came out, you make our nights awesome every month.
So we stopped into the Hard Rock for a much-needed drink, and ended up caught in a bar fight. Had we not moved swiftly to avoid the blows, your Shambled Rambler would likely be black, blue and bloody right now.
That's all I'll say about that. You're all over-Nuit-Blanched, I know. But here is the only photo I took all night, which is kinda saying something:
The rest of the weekend looked like this:
And for most of this week I'll be spending time with a new boy that I'm sorta kinda pretty smitten with.
So there's yer unwanted update.
Happy October, ya turkeys.