it has once again come upon me: the tides of change. in a good spot, then everything turned upside down. what more can you do? hang in there.
the red room is about to change, no longer will dead boys, adolescents and fu manchu radiate from the kitchen, but return to the more reserved manor of operation that existed before we got there. what a shame.
but we are all trying to stay positive; not all of us know whats going to happen, and it might end up all right.
i'm about to start writing more because i need something to occupy my time.
from me, probably as well as the rest of the kitchen, to "the rocker," friend, chef, and all around good dude: WE SALUTE YOU
