i sit here at the rogue west, this very moment, sipping on a $5 a raspberry vodka tonic (they didn't have my regular watermelon) with one thought: I wish I were actually cool enough to be in this bar. \n\nBadbrains is currently playing on the punk rock juke box and twenty-somethings with spikey hair sit at the bar sipping their whiskey. \n\nThe camo wearing gentleman next to me just asked if someone crop dusted, which evidentally means fart because he made it clear that it stunk. I personally don't smell anything, but I learned a new phrase. \n\nEvidentally I am being snarky and kind of mean, so maybe I do fit in better than I thought. Next time I feel like being a miserable, snarky bitch I will be back. \n\nOver and out.