Fleeting thoughts from a fleeting mind...

I just realized I have my pants on backwards. I totally went to the store too. I mean string hanging down the back of my ass and everything. Just call me Buster Brown. I just needed to take a little break from my schnicky so I thought I'd say hello to you. The people. I swear, as I sit here working, this is what I'm watching on TV. I knew you'd never believe me so here's a screen shot. Holy crap. I think my quality as a person is going downhill. I'm like biglots! right now. I totally used to be like…JC Penny. I mean, are you smellin' my brisket and ho hos people!?



I've also found myself watching terrible shows with really overzealous announcers who say things like "YOU'RE GETTING YOUR TURTLE WAXED ON MAXIMUM EXPOSURE!" I should get back to the library a little more…of course, that's my new code word for the bar. By bar I of course mean Bennigan's or Chili's. This could cause confusion on both accounts.

I have discovered Lone Star Park. That's good times. Gettin' my gamble on. Just won on one named "Iamagoldengirl." You know I bet on that shit. YES, I'M WINNING! Just because I look stupid doesn't mean I am….jerks. Have a little faith.



Did you know Walgreen's sells propane and propane accessories? Enter "King of The Hill" theme song here. (Wow, I've actually seen that band twice…The Refreshments in case you're wondering)



So remember in a previous blog when I described getting bar elbow? Here's a refresher…I'll spare you the pictures this time.

Bar Elbow- [bahr] [el-boh]
A medical condition caused by infrequent visits to spirit (not to be confused with spiritual) establishments by which the calluses on the elbow deplete, causing blister and skin falling off like conditions upon returning to the bar for the first time and resting your elbows on the counter.

Ok, well, Allison and I went out the other night and she got a new ailment in the bar. Bar Arm. However, we call the condition Barm.

Barm- [bahr] [mm]
A medical condition caused by brushing against walls, doors or other abrasive surfaces that can cause you to cut and bleed.




Well I hope you've enjoyed this little installment of my life. The LA blog(s) should be up soon. Now, let's conspire to ignite all the souls that would die just to feel alive.