Keg Redux
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Tonight we all met with Charlie and Andrea and the Chako. It was the Keg on Front Street, where, if I recall correctly, Jon and Andrea met two years ago.
It was a nice evening. I love Toronto in September.
We spent three or four hours in the afternoon at the storage unit, sorting through my old stuff. I pitched quite a bit of it, and we hauled some CD's off to some giant used shop on Bloor Street. They gave me a quarter (25c) a pop for dozens of them. Strangely, I didn't know what he meant when he first said, "I'll give you a quarter each"; I'd not used the term "quarter" for a coin in two years!
Chuck and Andrea have set a date. It's 2008/08/08.