Reporting from the Front I

A strange series of events in Lowell, MA: (tagline) the end of the world is near. After several dozen pints of booze at the Brewery Exchange, our group of VISTA members had become a pack of ferocious lizards--eating, drinking, dancing, slithering tongues all over the floor. I was certain that the vicious beasts would have gone on a spree of destruction in Lowell until the booze stopped flowing. Thank god they are paid so poorly! Otherwise there would have been no end to the terror.