M street is heaven for a mid atlantic drunk(symbolist)
I miss Georgetown on a fifth of jack
Who said fat guys can’t run
Old-Towne Alexandria on low grade blotter
Mr Ed must have children
Waking up in Atlanta, Drinking at the Aerosquadron
Theme bars are cute until you board a Doolittle fighter
Searching for Wisdom means finding hourly rates
Lost Cars, bypassing the ignition
Red Camaro trashed by excess
I hear voices and sirens
I miss DC because I miss the thrill of self destruction