Leroy's Before 2:10 a.m.

I left the Romanzof Half around 12:10 a.m. after sleeping for 30 minutes and lying in bed for 90 minutes trying to get back to sleep. That much time spent on that sort of endevor tends to frustrate a brother, so I bolted in the direction to the one constant thing in my life. Leroy's.

Jen and her friend, Liz (not the waitress Liz, but a more different Liz, a blonde one), were sitting in Jen's car outside and they invited me to go with them on a 10 minute road trip to Liz's house and back. They had to pick something up. I said I'd just wait for them inside. And inside I went where Waitress Liz was looking very pretty and bouncing all around the 'straunt with coffee pots and note pads. We exchanged hello's and I sat at a booth and told her to take her time getting to me. I opened my brand spanking new photo album and went to work sliding pictures into the plastic sleeves.

Developing film in the infernal method of Random Selection is, indeed, infernal... and chancey?
So, here goes my diagram to explain my 11 rolls of pictures taken between Iowa/Denver/Vegas/Logan/Canada/Anchorage.

1 X
2
3 X
4
5
6 X
7
8
9
10
11 X

The four "x's" indicate the numbered rolls of film already developed. With 24 pics per roll I supposed that perhaps 19 of them would be canidates for the photo album whose maximum capacity is 200 photographs.

11 x 19 = 209
11 x 5 = 55
209 - y = 200
y = 9
y + 55 = 64

So, I will have 64 photographs left over...

64 - 1 = 63

...minus the picture of Lissy I framed for Julie's Christmas present. What to do with 63 extra pictures? Hmmm.... Any suggestions?

Anyway, Liz and Jen came back and I ended up sitting at a booth with thems two and a nice fellow named Chuck. They taught me how to play a card game, Egyptian, and I think I would have lost, but we didn't get to finish the game. Apparently we were in flagrant violation of the Leroy's Card Ban and were forced to quit. Jen, a waitress at the establishment, got severely chewed out by the owner in front of several other customers.

Liz, Jen, and Chuck went to Denny's to play cards. They invited me along, but I wanted to get home to take another crack at the sleeping thing. I ordered a to-go box of corned beef hash, pancakes, scrabled eggs, and garnish to eat before I go to work, exchanged some friendly words with Pretty Liz, got to my car, rocked out to Modest Mouse, and drove home with good smelling boxes in the passenger seat (safely seat belted into place as a percaution against the combonation of my absent mind and the Northern Lights black ice) and thought about where Mary was and why she wasn't with us tonight, getting into trouble, talking loud, and being a general nusence.

But now that I'm at the Half and set up at the computer, and not feeling the least bit tired, I wish I was at Denny's playing Egyptian with Jen and my new buddies Chuck and Blonde Liz (who is also pretty, but in a kinda-too-big-for-her-face teeth sort of way). Oh well. I ate my scrambled eggs and I'm off to eat the garnish and try to go back to sleep. Wish me luck, oh my brothers.

Peace and Love,
Mungo

Song of the Day: "Cowboy Dan" - Modest Mouse (I think this is like the 4th time Cowboy Dan has become the song of the day!)