Yail Bloor Wrote:
Friday: dunno. do some work today, maybe straighten up the crib because...
Saturday: LooGAR comes to town with his lady. Bum around. Work on Hip Displeasure Podblast. Dinner. Drinks. Dancing. Well, probably not the dancing, but my guess is we hit a waterin' hole or two.
Sunday: probly do brunch or something with the Gar's if they have time.
I need to go pick up a load of marble tile at some point since I think we've FINALLY decided what we're doing in our bathroom. Redlands is in a state of virtual chaos right now in anticipation of some remodeling projects. Great time to have houseguests...
Do I really rate as a house guest these days? I prolly feel more at home at Redlands than the house we rent
Tonite: MONG. Maybe rent a movie, but if I feel like I do now, prolly just get a pizza and eat that bugger in bed. 1 trip to Birmingham and 2 back and forth to Mobile like to killed me this week. Plus, it just means I am that much more behind on office type stuff, but who really cares?
Tomorrow: I wanna get on the road by about 9:30 CST. Get some momentum. I have to metastasize some of these ideas for the podblast, because Bloor is a goddamn task master, and one of the few peopI HATE failing. My bet is, the girls get loopy on wine, and decide that they don't really want to put up with the Dave and Chris show Mk. II...we will see how this manifests itself. I am looking forward to pickles, some more Redlands hot sauce, and making some kind of king hell dinner.
Sunday: The point of this trip is to go register for shit on our gift registry that we can't do cos they have no nice stores in Alabama, and there is some shit you have to eyeball, not just on the internets. Our first appointment is at noon, so I am sure we will have time for lunch, and the burning of a homeless person or 2.
Crawl home in time for Wire re-runs and Entourage. Hopefully somewhere in here there is a brawl with Bloor over books.
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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)
