Ah, 2012.
One second into the new year, I sat and watched the Space Needle fireworks from Capitol Hill.
Afterward, I took the family back home, then headed over to a friend’s crib in Pike/Pine who had texted me for a little help.
I arrived at his place to find roughly 30 people in his tiny studio apartment. About 5 of them where unconscious, and the rest were crowded around a coffee table, pathetically fighting over the remains of an eightball … trying in vain to postpone the inevitable crash until sometime in 2013.
“Dude, that’s all we’ve got left
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