One re-run two late.
Friday Night Jam That’s right pygmies, it’s time for a jam session with one brain. This is my brain. This is not my brain on drugs. Some friends invited me to a jam session once, I took some strawberry preserves and two-day old toast, I wasn’t the toast of the town, but I did manage to paint something red. Why, if you are going out on the town, would you want to paint it red? Painting is work, playing is, well, playing. Perhaps your Friday is time to “get a snoot full” but frankly, putting booze... Sign in to see full entry.