moniker42

After a rousing 36 holes of Frisbee golf (in which I was soundly trounced) I am now alerted to the fact that I am going on a blind date. More like ordered to go. I have decided that it is not a blind date, I am merely meeting someone new. It is, in fact, a blind double date. She sounds like a perfectly nice girl.

How odd.

And we're going bowling.

Bowling?

Bowling.

DJ has assured me there is 'nothing wrong with her' which sounds promising.

I shall ingest much beer.

The lynch pin of the article I am writing is able to speak with me tomorrow, finally. Wonderful. I have spoken at great length today with my elected official friend concerning section 8 housing reform legislation that he is trying to pass. If all goes well my article will help it along. Hurrah, the system works. I must make sure not to drink too much, lest I not be mentally limber enough to perform a decent interview.

I think I shall take up imbibing marijuana again, as is my pleasure, now that I am at my leisure to do so.

My aforementioned friend from yesterdays post has been informed he has been invited to be on the television show 'jeopardy'.

He is a smarty pants.

Soon under any circumstances available I will fly from this domicile which belongs to my parents. Any retched circumstances available. I will sleep in any nook or cranny, any ill be gotten cot or under any rock.

Nothing will keep me here, my head rests on no fixed pillow.

These lasts couple of months have been hellish indeed. Their diet puts me in a foul disposition. Everything is filled with pork! Pork dumplings! Pork egg rolls! Pork in a bag! Pork filled pork!

I must return to my beloved Madison where I will be surrounded by hippie food.

I would kill for the slightest morsel of couscous. I would dance naked in the rain for the tiniest bit of quinoa.

I would dance naked in the rain anyway, just to mix things up a bit.