Last Thursday night was Slog Happy, and I finally got the balls to just go it alone. I had a blast. Going to any social gathering alone automatically induces anxiety, but I decided to just suck it up. This time around it was at the Roanoke Tavern on 10th Avenue in Capitol Hill. I've never been there, but I may have to frequent it again. I spoke with quite a few people, both Stranger staffers and Slog commentators. I'm looking forward to the next Slog Happy. This is probably the most poorly written post on my blog. It's been a weird week. Don't judge me.