Ryles...

you would think I would post something about the jazz club I went to, there was drinking, laughing, jazzing. I had my social A game that day, I was on, but I would rather talk about getting rooked by a vending machine and shit like that.

It was Ryles, in Cam bridge MA, the jazz club was.

I saw some father get rooked by that machine (the one with the super balls that look like pool balls) today while I was using the ATM in the supermarket.

I don't get charged a fee, if I use the machine in the supermarket. Sometimes I'm cheap and it's near the house.