When I was living in NYC I rarely went to CBGB's but had been drug down there one night to see some friend's band. I went outside to escape the din and grab a smoke when I heard a familiar southern drawl "Tim? what's up man?". Absolutely the last person I expected to see outside that club in that city but I knew a boring night was about to get a lot better.
"what the hell are you doing here?" I asked
"On my way to the North Pole" Sasha said.
Of course he was. We got to hang out the rest of that weekend, bopping around the city drinking and catching up.
Sasha you lived the adventures most of us fantasize about. You will be sorely missed.
A brand-spankin' new member of this here community.