This Saturday post comes beamed back through time on laser-beams of love because on Saturday night I went to watch Katsuhiko play live, then hit a karaoke box until 6am and came home in this sort of weather:
I've said it before and I'll say it again, staying out all night is infinitely cooler if you can walk out into a blizzard at the end of it. Earlier between the club and the karaoke I also received proof that Ben Cheng is a bad-ass:
In a sub-zero blizzard most people will opt for the hot rice-balls to warm them up, Ben picked the ice lolly. Man's man.