Nothing too sordid while I've been here; a hay truck spilled three bales at the south end of the Poplar Street Viaduct, shut down East 6th for a couple of hours, made the front page of the paper, that's about all. Oh, and my sister is working at My Ma's liquor store (more or less) while still maintaining minimal contact. There's a few bars that I am now welcome in again after being previously exiled for various reasons. Oh, and last night I saw a 25 year old man trade sex talk with a 16 year old girl. That's all there is to report.