SOOOOOO....

"Don't just stand there, shoot 'em ya donkey!" - "Sugar" Gil Scofield, The Shepard Miller Gang



I think Hob and I have been enjoying ourselves a bit too much lately. Just this afternoon we seriously contemplated knocking over a bank just for shits and giggles. We're getting entirely out of hand and if it isn't reflecting on our reputation it probably soon will. We'd be quite the pair if only there were two of us.

So last night I paid a visit, had a drink or two, ate some rather rotten tuna macaroni salad from 7-11, and passed out at my desk around 4 A.M. I'm slowly watching myself fall apart in all sorts of fun ways, and thoroughly enjoying every minute of it, but at some point soon I'm going to have to say that enough is enough. Gonna' have to consider some of my past sins paid for and start working on all new ones. I got a few in mind. They ain't quite friendly if you follow my meaning.

I'll be opening up a new savings account on Monday to start socking away some money to cover my future indiscretions. Like I always say there's a simple way of figuring if you have enough money. Figure on how much it would take to get you into proper trouble, then double that amount to make sure you have enough to get out.

I'm about to get clear of something awful though. One war or another that is. And if I don't...well, here's to hoping.


"Are you fucking kidding me? You can't think of two halfway decent things to say in the same day? Why you're about as useless as a Frenchman in a firefight. Now get out of my face before ya' make me sick like." - Shephard "Shep" Miller, The Shephard Miller Gang