I have finally caught the LivingSocial bug. LivingSocial is responsible for those "my five first cars", "five bands I've seen in concert", (etc.) lists that you see on FaceBook. I've come up with not one, but five, of those nostaligia-tinged snippets of short-attention-span exhibitionism. Enjoy.
Everyone's the star of his own movie. Me of mine. Randall Granier is the star of his. He's even recruiting amateur historians to help him script little bits of his biography, which he'll edit down in some form to use as support material in one of his photography exhibits. That being the case, and this being one of those bits, I'll try to make him the star, not me.
I won't say I make the world's best martini, or even a superb martini, but I do make them better than most you buy at a bar. And since I don't charge $15 for mine, I'd say you're in for a treat when I hand you one, in all its cold, clear goodness.
