My only Valentine is 9000 miles away on the other side of the world. I’ll be heading out to Thailand to see her soon. On Sunday I’ll be alone, but on Saturday I’ll be drinking beer, eating sauerkraut, and dancing to a Omp-pah band at John Argento’s Zeppelin Hall in New Jersey.
Nothing says ‘no valentine’ better than that.
Beermas for all stupid cupids.