I apologize for not having anything lined up for tonight, particularly after last week's disappointing 'What Would Jesus Inject' fiasco. My email has been flaky lately, and the bar I was thinking of using this week is closed on Tuesdays (!) So instead I suggest that everyone go to their local liquor store, buy a bottle of Night Train, and loiter around Eddy Street asking for spare change. That's hardly much worse than some of the stuff we usually do.

-- Dlux