All I have to say about the closing of The Croc is this.

If anybody finds a wooden nickel under the ticket counter thingy, it's mine.

I was going to offer it to Luke of the High Violets in exchange for a CD, but it totally slipped out of my hand and rolled under the ticket counter, I didn't want to go back there and fish it out because it might look like I was trying to boost the till or something.

So, again, any wooden nickels, call me.

Ricardo Puppet
Seattle