A night at Rock Bottom
I played the open mic night tonite at Rock Bottom Brewery in Ballston. My friend Faith came out – whom I haven’t seen in years and we played catch up with two of her friends from Verizon (where she works). We had talked about how it was weird to go back to places you grew up in because they seem smaller, or you realize just how different you were at that age, and how much things change.
Basically, in bar talk, “There ain’t NO way that Pacey got it on with that teacher. No way in hell!”
Back to the VMAs…