

Is Mars going to collide with the Earth, and folks are trying to make us not worry by pretending that everytime it gets a bit closer that it is a once-in-a-lifetime sighting?
Hmmm, this I am very curious about.
In other news, I have a wicked micro-brew hangover. My head is pounding. I went to the Kickball Captain's meeting last night, and mistakenly drank some Mirror Pond, which always gives me a hellish headache the next day. Never again. Even worse, I made a damn sandwich. A Microbrew/Scotch/Corona sandwich. I broke two drinking rules in one night. And a hell of a lot of things to do today and tomorrow (including finishing a house painting project) before leaving for three weeks on vacation.
Kickball folks are kinda crazy, just so everyone knows. This will be an interesting endeavor.
Anyone know a good local catsitter?
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Nikki is a top notch cat sitter, I believe, but I think she charges money. I am sure SHE wouldn't LOOSE Jack like some people did.
Greetings JKF!
"Liquor before beer... never fear. Beer before liquor... always sicker." That's what I try to remember. Although I must testify, both sequences bring about wicked hangovers.
Crapartist has been complaining about is X-treme kickball induced soreness. You guys will all shape up soon! What field position do you play?
I don't know about all that big marz shit, but if it's so fucking close in 200 years, let's send the peeps up to check it out then. And by 'then' I mean NEVER.
Jack does a pretty good job of losing himself. I would love to pay Nikki to take care of the critters. You should let me have her phone #.
"i feel so small when i look at the stars,
how big is venus?
(how big is mars?)
i feel so small when i look at the sky,
how big is venus?
(how big am i?)"
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