Photo Journal, no. 46 | Man Holds Guitar, Woman Swoons
psst - that's iced tea in the beer glass, not beer... this time.
Wolfman's been playing solo at Common Grounds lately, whenever a Friday or Saturday night is open. While he doesn't forbid me to go watch him, he doesn't exactly encourage it either. This might have something to do with my chronic bitchface. He assures me that were the stakes higher, were he playing someplace more crowded, he would definitely want me in the audience, bitchface be damned.