Big goddamn meetings all day. Wide range of topics. No outbursts to report. No tears. Much progress made. Wahoo’s for lunch. Zolo for supper. Drinks downtown. Racks cracked on pool tables. A godly amazon from Wisconsite serving us our poison. Some ruckass. Drunk textings to a lady. Peanut shells. Cookie cutter college kids. Wolf-eyed cops. A late night slice of pizza. A spinning bed. Slumber. Sadness over a small, barking dog. Dreams. Some blackness.