First a note on Venezuela. Take a look at the last post. The comment from my parents was posted from an internet cafe in Venezuela. I'm just saying.

I came to a coffee shop to hear a friend sing. It turns out that it's quite a nice place, and has an open wireless network. It's also a five minute walk from the office and there is a Trader Joe's across the street and a Wienerschnitzel near by. It's near McCabe's Guitar shop, which I fell in love with while attempting to tune my mandolin about a month ago.

I have little else to report.

Good Night.