wow, a long, good weekend (for once).
Saturday my ol' chum Jason & his fiancee Krissy (who doth rock) came into town. we were supposed to meet at my friends Jessie & Mike's place, but since i never get out, i got lost trying to find it, so i called and told 'em to go ahead and meet me at Peaches in Yellow Springs. had a few pitchers of good hoppie ale and much mad gasket-springing political argumentationalism; much good laughter. then we went back to Jessie & Mike's place (Mike stayed in) and continued our riotous debates. Good Times.
today i hung out with my pals Fred & Lisa. had a few beers, they fed me some beautiful spicy pasta & we watched Kingpin on DVD. not as riotous, but me & Fred always have fun. man, we used to do some stupid shit back in the day. i hope neither one of us ever realizes our dreams of having a superfast car. it's all fun and games until somebody slams face first into a telephone pole at 140mph while drag racing down the twistiest, hilliest backwoods country road in the region. and somehow, we've always managed to escape that fate. no, we don't do crazy shit like that anymore. i'm jes' sayin', is all. gawd forbid either of us ever gets any REAL horsepower.
Saturday my ol' chum Jason & his fiancee Krissy (who doth rock) came into town. we were supposed to meet at my friends Jessie & Mike's place, but since i never get out, i got lost trying to find it, so i called and told 'em to go ahead and meet me at Peaches in Yellow Springs. had a few pitchers of good hoppie ale and much mad gasket-springing political argumentationalism; much good laughter. then we went back to Jessie & Mike's place (Mike stayed in) and continued our riotous debates. Good Times.
today i hung out with my pals Fred & Lisa. had a few beers, they fed me some beautiful spicy pasta & we watched Kingpin on DVD. not as riotous, but me & Fred always have fun. man, we used to do some stupid shit back in the day. i hope neither one of us ever realizes our dreams of having a superfast car. it's all fun and games until somebody slams face first into a telephone pole at 140mph while drag racing down the twistiest, hilliest backwoods country road in the region. and somehow, we've always managed to escape that fate. no, we don't do crazy shit like that anymore. i'm jes' sayin', is all. gawd forbid either of us ever gets any REAL horsepower.