Phew! Thankfully I was able to make my flight to SF after getting my wallet stolen at Barracuda last weekend. Chelsea is such a cesspool! I should have known better! Friend of Colby "Big Hands" was generous enough to pass along his aging Playboy wallet. It had enough wherewithal to get me home safely but gave up the ghost shortly thereafter, so today I crafted a new wallet out of duct tape. . .
A poverty of means does not necessarily equal a poverty of creativity.