Count Your Blessings
I have five, count ‘em campers, five days off.
Woot.
There is a beautiful sense of balance in my world right now.
Drinking a beer, looking at my dog, wondering what I did to deserve such glory.
And Squirrel Queen agrees, all is right with the world.
Of the good, my friends.
Of the good.
Wow! Happy vacation, enjoy it. I envy.
Enjoy them. All 5 of them. Tip a cold one or three on me and send me the tab. Of course, I’ll get ya back… har har…
So you going away or just hanging? And did someone tell you that the days they let you out of the mill do not also apply to being here to entertain us? Just so we understand each other, you will report in here several times daily to let us know you’re OK and stuff…
Winston, in Nashville. 3 p.m. Saturday. Don’t know where, but going to a Sounds game.
Bring your hiney.
Let you know details as I have them.
Sorta free spirited that way.
Bwhwahahahha.
I am crazy jealous… I used up almost all the vacation I had this year to go to Deutschland to meet my German’s parents…. However, I think there was enough beer there to compensate for my disenchantment….
Have a beer for me…. Even though you don’t know me…. Hell, I am feeling generous, have two….
A big WOOHOO for vacations! Have fun!
It is need. Not sure how groovy it will go.
Woot! Have a beer or six for me!
Winston,
I sent you an e-mail.
It’s Mothership BBQ at 12.