Sugar Turns to Alcohol

Last Friday, there was a going away party at Heathers, on 13th, my lovely roommate's show, at the less than lovely Don Hill's, and the Pull-Out Method, where we danced and danced and danced until one of those early hours of the morning.

Because Sunday was another day's work at the soup kitchen, Saturday was an early night. We braved the crowds at the Brooklyn Art Museum to see The Muppets Take Manhattan, which, at this point, feels a little too much like art imitating life.