He Fell Down the Stairs

September 25, 2008 at 4:16 pm | In Uncategorized | 3 Comments
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People think that I’m abusing Random Cowboy. They say he drinks to dull his emotional pain.

This is untrue. He drinks because he has a problem.

And the following pictures are of his arms. He was climbing a tree. I did not give him an arm-twister!

Stop using me as a scapegoat for Cowboy’s personal problems!

Fear My Meat

September 20, 2008 at 12:17 pm | In Uncategorized | 4 Comments
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I went to New Prague with my mom today and she bought us a 30 lb. variety pack of grass fed beef from Cedar Summit Farms.  Don’t forget the chicken and slab of bacon.  Now I have meat to eat.

Bringing Sexy Back

September 19, 2008 at 10:11 pm | In Uncategorized | 1 Comment
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A Picnic Lunch of Crackers, Heirloom Tomatoes, Various Cheeses, and Wine, On Top of Barn Bluff:

September 19, 2008 at 10:04 pm | In Uncategorized | Leave a Comment
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I Miss Fishwich!

September 18, 2008 at 9:52 am | In Uncategorized | 5 Comments
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And Jill and Random Cowboy. One is in New York, one is in Florida, and one is in the Boundary Waters. And here’s little ol’ me stuck in stinky Minneapolis, warding off johns. Which brings me to another stupid chapter in my idiotic life:

I attended Eda Cherry’s birthday dinner downtown at a hotel restaurant where we were served by a terrible waiter and I spilled beer all over my pant leg. The burgers flowed as well as the conversation and when the bill came, I really couldn’t understand it. But I tried my best and I think I got it right.

We all walked back to Eda and Sparber’s apartment and enjoyed two delicious cakes and fizzy liquid with crackers in it…or was it champagne with a lemon slice? There is no way of knowing. Soon, I realized that my pumpkin was going to disappear and I should head on home. I was offered a walking companion, but I found it unnecessary, since I know my way around downtown so well.

I forgot that I have a negative sense of direction and once outside, I began walking in the opposite direction of my car. I made a couple of turns and wound up in the same spot I had started. Then I took off in another direction and walked around for 15 minutes trying to get my barrings. A man pulled up to the curb in his car and waved me over. I gave him the middle finger as hard as I could. He drove off.

Eventually, through dark streets on high heels, I saw my car. But all of a sudden a man half a block behind me began saying, “Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me.” How dare he! I turned around and yelled. “No! No sir! Go away! Fuck off you jerk!”

And then I reached my car. I was amazed at how close to death I was, and how far away from that situation I was once trolling down the highway.

Do you think I would have made the evening news? Because the above story is how you get kidnapped.

Oh, and the point is, if my friends weren’t out of town, we never would have gotten lost together…mainly because Random Cowboy and Jill live just around the corner from where I had been.

Someone put a leash on me.

Virginia Slims

September 13, 2008 at 10:59 am | In Uncategorized | Leave a Comment
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Sexy.

Knowledgeable.

Intuitive.

Not you?

Lenscrafters fall line is in touch with the new woman of today.  Today’s woman doesn’t want her glasses to shout “I’m intelligent!”  Today’s woman wants her frames to coyly suggest that she is a dumbass.

Lenscrafters:  You’ve taken a long step back, baby!

*Our sincerest thanks to our model Sarah Palin.

I Have Gas

September 12, 2008 at 9:59 pm | In Uncategorized | 1 Comment
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I have gas.  Pass it on.

Leather Hat? Not Mine.

September 10, 2008 at 4:42 pm | In Uncategorized | 1 Comment

I forgot a camera, so there will not be any photos of my car. The driver’s side window is still broken. There’s broken glass all over and a man’s razor, a torn glove, garbage, and a leather hat inside. I couldn’t get the trunk open because the lock had been punched in. It doesn’t look horrible, but it doesn’t look good either. I just submitted a request for information regarding this matter and hopefully I will know a little more information in a few days.

I feel really bad for my poor car.

UPDATE:  I told the insurance dude about the glove and hat and before I could go there he said, “What, did Michael Jackson and OJ Simpson steal your car?”  Ba-da-dum-ching!

CAR FOUND

September 10, 2008 at 7:55 am | In Uncategorized | 3 Comments
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Awww, shit!!

Now I get to inspect it after work and sing sign some papers so the insurance company can tow it away. This much I know: Minor scratches, and a punched out ignition lock and trunk lock. What will it smell like? Can I blame the pine tar crust on the theives? Did they catch them? Oh, so curious! Pictures to come soon!

Lovers/Enemies

September 8, 2008 at 9:25 am | In Uncategorized | 1 Comment
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Lovers:

Enemies:

I want a dog.

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