Shrike 

What's to say? I just tried calling Deb in Paris to see what's what with rioting wants but alas, it's 3AM yonder & no-one seems to be answering. But still, I tried, OK, deb? I'm sitting at Nathan's house right now, reading the news, scoping Flickr, checking out your mom, listening to Prince, assorted hip-hop-hop, scoping out old drinking partners on the nefarious MySpace & now we are about to go play some pool & drink a goddam beautiful beer. It's been a good couple of days, which I'm uber-thankful for cause mostly I've been going around feeling pretty much like this...