Wednesday, February 6, 2013
I never would have guessed that Snakecrotch would throw in the old blogging towel. What's this world coming to?
Doom came in 4th in the Arrowhead 135 and only changed underwear twice.
A shower is a possibility today.
I've got all my paperwork in and my retirement money starts flowing in some time in May. Don't try to pin the government on the exact date. I'm celebrating on May 1st. Try and stop me.
I rode my bike with one of Uncle Lanny's pub crawls a couple of weeks ago. I drank Coke, sporty. I'm not looking to have Mrs foot up my ass. Anyway, there appears to be quite a few craft beers out there. Almost too many to choose from unless you're an alcoholic in which case you should be drinking the cheap shit.
Don't call it a comeback. Somebody's gotta pick up the slack. Somebody who doesn't give a fuck. Somebody like me.