Liz and I at a little place in Lancaster to listen to some good guitar playing. We met plenty of strangers and friends during the night and strangers that even became friends, they were good people, honest about life, love and what it takes to keep on keeping on in this world. Although I must say that I don't need to know people's strange habits and pathological disturbances at first encounter...just keep us on a need to know basis, we're okay with that, believe me. Liz wouldn't let me buy her a drink, but i had myself some sort of dizzying concoction, just one, no worries... alcohol makes me tired for the most part, except at family functions. :P