My Breakfast with Chelsea. I had dropped two hits of acid at a Clinic concert the night before. We stopped at a Sheri’s on the way home (From Portland to Eugene) and she showed up. I snarked about being a Ron Paul fan and her PR flack heard and made her come over and talk to us.
Cape Fear the Run
Response to 50 People Who Had The Worst Thanksgiving Ever:
My Thanksgiving WAS going great until I read this list and saw you repeated number #3 as #19. Consider me number 50!