All right, "Here, we, go."
Been a little while since I've been here too (just wrote that in a post over at the Modern Drunkard Forum). I seem to spend alot of time over at Ace of Spades, but they're having server issues tonight and comments are unable to be left or even accessed, which is cool, actually, as that has opened up a few other things for me. Nice.
I've got our holiday playlist from last week going, Bob Marley right now, and I'm just not in the mood for politics. My "ADD" (I'm not ADD really, just a short attention span "I have this condition..." and something my wife and I like to joke about) is in a funny kinda dance with a week long lack of sleep tonight. (Finally I found a period!)
Okay, so yes, life is good and God is great. I have a bit of a propensity to concern myself too much with details, one of the reasons that my Friday night drunkening is so valuable to me. It allows my worries about all those little nags of life, dandelions on the lawn, for instance, literally and figuratively, to be cast by the wayside. And I sincerely thank the Lord for those Good Creatures He's given us to help along our paths. Drink and plant and herb, I am grateful for them all.
My darling wife and I went out on a date earlier tonight, and we saw Public Enemies. I liked it. Not a perfect movie, but it brought some interesting and relevant history to our fore.
"Okay, I'm good for awhile... A little while." ~ Crystal on holiday at the campsite (heh heh, that was one of our ongoing jokes for a while. As is the "here we go" thing.
And there I've gone. I am all dressed up with no place to go and no one to see me. I'm wearing my white Zoot suit that I bought and wore for my wedding. Except with my favourite shiny black shirt, plus black-tassled, red Modern Drunkard fez.
Heh, all right. Ace got his comments going again.
Went for a bike ride with a beer to visit my beautiful wife at her work. I woulda taped it all, but I had a beer in my one hand most of the trip.
two cans in my hand, i go to meet the bong I left for me on my front step...
...and come back with a bottle and shot glass of put-me-finally-into-sleep...
or push into round two...
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