Hell on Wheels. . .

  ….with no brakes.  That’s my friend and housemate,  Scott T. Robertson, a/k/a Scott T, or Scotty T, Dirty Scotty, etc I met Scott in Dec of 2007 at The Masquerade.  We had been introduced before, but only briefly.  That night at The Masquerade I told him I was headed to a Rock for Tots […]