Let us celebrate the occasion with wine and sweet words.
- Plautus
Or maybe with a poignant song...
Sigh. Another year gone by. Is this really where life begins or is that just bullshit?
This song really sums things up for me right now: I'm an over-forty victim of fate, down to rock bottom again (with just a few friends) and my occupation is nowhere to be found.
Gonna go get drunk now. Care to join me?
Old age: A great sense of calm and freedom. When the passions have relaxed their hold, you may have escaped, not from one master but from many.
- Plato
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
A Slow Learner With Fast Reflexes
Conversations of the Damned, Part LXIII:
The Missus: (Folding laundry) "These little jeans here are mine!"
Me: "Really?!?!"
The Missus: [Hard stare]
Me: [blink, blink]
The Missus: [Stony silence, darkening clouds gathering ominously over her head]
Me: "Oh! I mean... Yeah... Yes! They certainly are!"
Really, the couch is quite comfortable. If only it could fit in the doghouse...
The Missus: (Folding laundry) "These little jeans here are mine!"
Me: "Really?!?!"
The Missus: [Hard stare]
Me: [blink, blink]
The Missus: [Stony silence, darkening clouds gathering ominously over her head]
Me: "Oh! I mean... Yeah... Yes! They certainly are!"
Really, the couch is quite comfortable. If only it could fit in the doghouse...
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