Line from a song that made me think of you: “I wear a coat of feelings and they are loud.”

While out at the bar with friends, one of them drunkenly yammering along beside me, the aforementioned bartender came in to grab something. On her way out, she looked at me with a face implying I was up to no good. I just gave an embarrassed shrug and grin. I have no way to communicate the realities of my life to those people who aren’t close. Sometimes I feel like I’m getting further away all the time.

The last of my photo upload queue is empty now. There are photos from Honk Fest West on Saturday, including the CD, Georgetown and Hazard Factory. There’s some more Alleycat stuff there, and random photos from thereabouts.