Like many sociopaths, I have a Google Alert tied to my name, and so I get little emails when my name comes up on the internet. Now, when your name is Virginia Jones, what you do mostly is: die. That’s mildly creepy, but most of my peers are 95 years old, leaving behind kids, pets, and heartbroken church groups. So, when there’s a post that’s really about me, I get pretty excited, especially when what I get is a nightlife calendar alerting people in the Sequim and Kitsap areas that I will be performing soon: NIGHTLIFE CALENDAR
I’ve made it! Don’t question me!