Feet all stomped up
Saw Skeletonwitch with the South and the Brothers H this evening. My, I do love a show with a good moshpit. It has been a long time.
I am just trying to get it down so I don't forget. Which happens a lot. My non-virtual journal entries tend to devolve into lists of things to do that never get done. This place is filling up fast with brainfarts. Here, take this clothespin. If Google brought you here, I'm sorry. You are unlikely to find what you were searching for. But there's plenty to see if you care to browse around.