Good to see someone’s projects moving along. Could some fun and progress.
Okay, not particularly intoxicated, but well lubricated. What does an author blog about when he isn’t writing? Stuff like this.
When we walked into Old Chicago at the Boise Town Square Mall, the Blood Mobile was parked out front.
Old What’s Her Face asked, “Do you want to donate, dear?”
I said, “Yes, but I want to donate from that guy over there. Grab him.”
You probably had to be there, but we had a good laugh.
They actually had a Belgian beer on tap tonight, and those are kind of hard to come by. I had two. I had two different ones as well.
Supper was mediocre at best, but I got to actually watch a Diamondbacks game on their televisions, and they actually won. (A rare thing these days.)
My pizza was one of those with so much sauce the toppings all slid into my lap. Otherwise it…
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