Listened to Crap Mariner's 100 Word Stories gig at the Virtual Chelsea Hotel on Saturday morning.
Crap had on an arm brace to match his typist's brace.
Mr. "Stoned on Vicodin" himself, reading, with Queen Bluestar behind.
Miss Krix Jinx.
Brokali, Miss Lizzie Gudkov, and me.
Already into the Halloween spirit, Miss Orchid Jameson - a distant cousin, one suspects?