Yesterday we had a really great night here. Ali wore my dad's kilt (without the underwear, of course). We contemplated over life's big issues, had some drinks and cigars and were generally pleased with the way things turned out. Tonight I'm packing for DC, skipping the dance for the first time ever. Gaaaaahhhhhhhhhh, can someone please pop by for a dance on your way home from Tangopalatset?
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