A Nashville We Will Go
Well, I’ve shilled about coming to Nashville. So, today I head out with Badger and SQ may be joining us later if she can get the signing thingamabob all worked out.
Am I packed? Not really. Waiting on the last round of laundry to get done, folded and packed in the uber suitcase. (I guess I have to do that because suitcase elves are in short supply right now.)
Does my car need an oil change and did I get around to that? No.
Do I still have the zombie snot? No, but it’s settled into my chest and I sound like a dying fainting goat.
Am I going to stay for Sista’s Birthday luncheon? Yup. And is this crack and cheese going to be my heart’s desire?
Will they have to drag me kicking and screaming back to Hooterville once this work diversion is over? Yeppers.
Have I abandoned 365? Umm … can I start over again?
Did I get any more google searches for Sen. Lowe Finney? Yeah, and the last one was mondo creepy. It was “Lowe Finney dreamy blue eyes.” Stop it guys, I mean it. I also got one yesterday for “colon cleanings” and “Larry Elvis Jeffraham Prestonian cats.” There was a fourth one for “boobs.” Go figure that one out ’cause I have no idea.
Why are you coming to town? TPA Winter Conference.
Okay, I’ll be in town later today. Laptop is coming as well (did you expect any less.) Shoot me off an e-mail if you are so inclined. Tonight is Sportsman’s Grill about 8 p.m. if you want to come by and say Howdy.
No stunt liver required, as work has to be done tomorrow.
Mr. Smiff leaves town this afternoon so I don’t guess it would qualify me for mother of the year to abandon my kids on a schoolnight to go to a bar. Even though the likliehood of me drinking anything stronger than a Diet Coke is highly unlikely.
Dang it — if I KNEW it was the Sportsman’s on 21st Ave. S., I’d hang out if I thought I could get a ride into west Gnashvegas from one y’all. As it is, it could also be the one in Bellvue, and I’d feel like an idjit sitting at the one on 21st, waiting for Godot!
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Man, I wish I would’ve read this earlier!!! Keep me posted on where you’ll be tomorrow and/or Friday… (Ginerator at aol dot com)
Otherwise, I’ll see you on Saturday!