Wow, talk about some weird temptations last weekend. I was at this afterbar on friday night and sitting on the table was a pile of cocaine that would make Tony Montana proud. I've never touched the stuff, and I didn't that night, but there were people who set on it like a pack of wild dogs. Pretty nuts. I just hung back and stuck to my bowl and my bottle of really good cabernet.
nettie:
damn! sounds like a crazy night! 
nettie:
If you were actually in VA I would. I really am screwed if I can't find a place to stay