first nite of Fiesta...

Well, Bram's presscheck ran into today, and he probably won't be home in time for tonight's Burning of Zozobra:

For which he even bought us tickets. Rrrrrrr. Stupid presscheck. Bram says I should go anyway, but I'm not sure I will. If anyone deserves to see the past year's gloom burned up, it's him. Maybe I'll go and put anything I can find that says [--insert name of former employer(s) here--] into the pile to be added to the bonfire.

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