Back on the scene, crispy and clean

... and tan as fuck. Well, I'm home. Pictures and lessons learned from Mexico and Grand Cayman later on (like how easy it is to kiss stingrays, score drugs and get get sunburn when on your own private beach in Cozumel) but now it's back to the work grind in anticipation of the queen Lady Gaga tonight at Hob. Semi-local pop duo Chester French open things up, and I've been wanting to see them since DA Wallach took offense to me calling them goofballs in the local daily.