Last night we all fell asleep at 4pm, and when we woke up at 6:30 we were glad to know that it wasn't Thursday, it was still Wednesday. Knowing that we hadn't wasted the night gave us new lease on life and opportunities for seizing moments. The change of seasons fucks with everyone's general disposition and sleep can happen at any moment really. Its confusing and growing up is stupid. The passage of time is too much to handle for sensitive people.
Anyway, we spent some time getting our lives back in order, opening a bottle of wine and laying out a fabulous spread helped, and then spent the following 2 hours getting dressed. We had heard that Jovan Alexandre and his band were playing at Hartford's corniest nightclub, Vibz Uptown in the North End. I never realized Hartford had an uptown. Vibz Uptown met every average expectation I had and in that way achieved perfection.
fabulous snack spread in Bonerland. snacks forever
texting
ready 
Bonerland talismans
(I think:) Josh Bruneau, Jovan Alexandre, Jonathan Barber, Steve Porter, Sean Clapis
Sean fell off his chair but I was busy stirring my drink so I didn't catch it on camera.
real vibey
vibez
some African vibez
alright see you later Vibz
then we got into our rental and followed everybody to Firebox on Broad Street
even more jazz at Firebox. i expected more turtlenecks than this...
I don't know why everyone still goes to Tisane, when they could just as easily go to Firebox. Its more comfortable, there's more room to hear and see jazz musicians play, the bartenders are better, the clientele seems much less annoying, there's a lot fewer bums outside trying to buy bus tickets to New Britain and you don't have to suffer the indignity of being at Tisane.
not a bad night. we're working out details now to have Jovan's band play at Bonerland for a December party.
whore beer
