I went to Mt Pleasant last night to visit some friends I haven't seen in a while. At Sprengelmeyer's we talked about Afghanistan and Iraq. We talked about the war booty we brought back. I contemplated how much a book I have, written by Osama bin Laden might be worth. Then I went over to Solomon's place and told him some poems, mainly about America. And talked about places that might be good DJing gigs.
