This has not been my week. On top of spending days sweeping up glitter I've apparently made some rather ill-advised choices, like getting myself absolutely stinking drunk on Friday and picking fights with everyone in sight. Among other things ( Read more... )

There are occasionally times when a performance causes a fellow to simply stare in shock and awe at the sheer spectacle of utter incompetence he has been blessed (cursed? blessed.) to witness. In my brief experience running the pub, I can thankfully say that there has been no more than three such travesties. Tonight was alas the fourth ( Read more... )