Thursday, March 15th

The lady and I break all canons and codes of good conduct and run amok. We drink in the dungeon; we drink on dry land. We find ourselves in basement of an extremely mediocre German restaurant. Good Lord! A cover band is playing songs from the mid-nineties. I do my best and admire the guitar-player's nice shirt. The lady and I yell into each other's ears. We eat something resembling a pretzel. Away, away! Sweet bourbon sours to end the night. Lovely lady that she is!