tales from the rockstar dojo

Naptown is a delightfully boisterous place. Inclement weather and all. (I braved a bit of ice getting out there and back, which can be rather risky in my little car.) I had a couple drinks, met a Spaniard, a Bosnian, a Croatian, and many other kind characters. I was invited to a birthday party, got felt up (but not kissed - boo!), and managed to avoid falling on my ass.

I love the villagey feel of the place. If only we could transplant a section of Naptown to my neighborhood. The other option is to pack an overnight bag and my little twin-sized air mattress and turn The Bunny's lair into a proper B&B. Rockstars do stay in B&B's, right?