Yesterday went fromm easy as pie to dealing with a whole bunch of bs from likr 4:30-6:30...luckily I had BEER to help me. Ended up grilling out and getting HAMMERED at a friend's house, much to the chagrin of FEMGAR.
Today, since its 6:15, and I been up for an hour already, will probably have the suck. Ostensably, I should be hitting a crawfish boil and then a minor league baseball game, and then a Thai food place. Today is the one year anniversary of meeting the Future Ex-Mrs. Gar, so I guess we're hitting the highpoints of big city living, Montgomery style, but all of this depends on whether I feel like being an asshole or not. We'll see around 10 am.
Tomorry: either the refreshing taste of gunmetal, followed by the sweet kiss of hot lead, or cleaning/dogwalking/
Busty Rhodes Wrote:
Sunday: Run of the mill mongering.
which is pretty much the same thing.
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Throughout his life, from childhood until death, he was beset by severe swings of mood. His depressions frequently encouraged, and were exacerbated by, his various vices. His character mixed a superficial Enlightenment sensibility for reason and taste with a genuine and somewhat Romantic love of the sublime and a propensity for occasionally puerile whimsy.
harry Wrote:
I understand that you, of all people, know this crisis and, in your own way, are working to address it. You, the madras-pantsed julip-sipping Southern cracker and me, the oldman hippie California fruit cake are brothers in the struggle to save our country.
FT Wrote:
LooGAR (the straw that stirs the drink)
