13 November, 2006

Last Dance for the Queen of Cathedral

My dear little Jackie is leaving me. Not just the area, the city, the province. She is leaving the continent, to marry no less. So in true form, and despite her hangover from the night before, we went out and painted the town varying shades of red and blue. I will miss her.

This is photoshopped to "Make her look like one of those
wierd dogs in dog food commercials." It's true, but I am
allowed certain indulgences because she is leaving me.

For a complete photographic accounting of the evening, including Roof Bitches and Scene from a Romantic Comedy visit my Flickr.