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March 18, 2002-11:03 a.m. I spent St. Patrick�s Day at an all day Alt-Country/Americana concert. I may report on this later, depending upon how the pictures turn out. I spent the night at a friend�s house and on my drive home there was a red/maroon Ford Escort driving in front of me. The car had vanity plates that read: ESCORT WHY? Aliquot! **Disclaimer: All characters in this diary are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people living or dead, real or imagined, is purely coincidental and unintentional.** |
