posted by dave on Saturday, July 25, 2009 at 4:07 PM in category pictures, quickies
Darn
Of course I'm happy, but also sad. I guess I'm sappy.
Me man. Me make fire. Fire good.
Brilliant
I'm just full of brilliant ideas for tonight.
Mean
There's a dude playing for the Chicago Cubs named, I shit you not, Milton Bradley. What a mean name to pin on a kid.
Fancy
I think it will be a good night for some Belgian beer. Come to think of it, every night is good for Belgians.
Stupid
Okay, apparently they took "Great to Be a Belgian" and added the extra letters to the third word in an attempt to be cute or something.
Karma
Okay, did my good deed for the day. I hope it pays off.
Funny to me
Careful what you ask for. Because I would love to grant that request.
Ta-da!
That is all.
Coaster not this understand do I
Back
Back at Rich O's now. I'm not sure why. Better than home, I guess.
Proof
Still at Jack's, proving my point with a pool cue.
Now
Now I'm at Jack's. I really don't know why. I'll probably get bored and go back to Rich O's before too long.
Yummy
Had yummy Skyline chili for lunch, and now I'm having a yummy Marzen for dessert. It's a good day as long as I don't think.
Hmmm
This lottery thing is tougher than they make it seem. I may need to rethink my retirement strategy.
Dreams
I'm going to try to sleep now. I predict that I'll be awakened in two hours by bad dreams.
Chaotic
Now the power is back on. You know you care.
Peaceful
Power has gone off and on all night. Now it's off again.
Personified
I'm sitting in my garage, on an el-cheapo plastic chair, wearing nothing but shorts, and drinking a beer. I am white-trash personified.
Relevant
Had a good day, and got to discuss relevant things. It meant a lot to me.
Scared
We're both very scared. The danger must be real. Too real.
What?
What am I supposed to be writing? If I knew what was being sought, I'd try to provide it. If I knew what was being feared, I'd try to avoid it.
Butterflies
I think I might be falling. How fucked up would that be?
Late
I wish it would stop raining, I want to take a walk.
Imagine
Imagine that breaths and heartbeats are voluntary. Then imagine the reason for those things being stolen away. Imagine well enough, and you might understand me a little.
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