So, we’re home from “C” night at Continental Club. And it was good. We helped support various
organizations that support getting people to vote.
VOTE already, people. Early and often. Why is this difficult?
Small but firm soapbox aside, we did “C”, heard some catchy zydeco, and met lots of cool Houston democrats, including several running for office. Then went to Tacos-a-Gogo. Which totally doesn’t start with “c” but the tacos were really yummy.
Was slightly different than “B” night in that we really wanted to use words like “coochie,” “crack,” and “crimping iron” but somehow they never came up in mixed company, dammit. We’ll try better at “D.”
