Keep the good times rolling.
WWJCVDD?
First he’d beat up some water…
Back in the day (not the fixed gear back in the day, which was April, but the real time, with only a hint of irony back in the day) when I was a bicycle messenger, my dispatcher barked today’s post title at me over the radio. I assume it to mean that once I got moving on whatever banal subject happened to be my flavor of the day, it was impossible for him to break in and actually call out jobs.
(Obviously neither of these people are me. It’s Squid and Carlos from Cyclehawk, and I would be lying if I said I was ever mistaken for either of them.)
The other day while having a conversation with Mr. Brown (who is the head counter of beans over at Swobo) he asked me if maintaing a regular schedule of posting as I have these last four years ever leaves me feeling like I’m running out of gas;
I wish you were here.
I’m giving myself a day and a half off. It’s enough to make me wanna do this;
While I enjoy a myriad of life’s gifts (finding money on the ground, Dutch prostitutes, and sitting in my meditation pyramid) one thing I am increasingly becoming fond of is spotting AHTBM goods in the wild. Considering the fact that I rarely leave the house, this occurrence would be an impossibility were it not for the kindness of others.
Between bouts of blowing off his dangly bits this past weekend, Captain Dave shot the following photo from amidst the crowd at a free musical extravaganza in Portland;
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