Archive for January, 2005
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Monday, January 10th, 2005I was about to say how I don’t like to brag about my friends, but to hell with that. People, I’ve got some quality motherscratchin’ friends. When one of them gives you this for XXX-Mas: … I mean, it’s almost redundant to brag. Merry XXX-Mas from Dookie.
Farewell, old scout.
Thursday, January 6th, 2005It’s a damn shame to lose a good grandpa, and G.A. Clay was just that. Ern’s dad’s dad was a small, taciturn man who ran linotype machines to fund his train-hopping hobby during the Depression. He told me this five years ago when Ern took me to Stigler for the first time to meet him [...]
Couch, 3; Me, 0.
Sunday, January 2nd, 2005Merry New Year! Again. After the revelry of the 31st, our New Year’s Day was a more subdued affair. After over-skilleting ourselves at Village Inn, Ern and I enjoyed a relaxing day of couch-sitting, friendship bracelets, and Oh-Oh’s DVDs of “Sealab 2021,” which kept making us nearly pee with laughter. Oh-Oh got a bit ambitious [...]
Merry New Year!
Saturday, January 1st, 2005Every fifth person you meet will be happy to repeat the platitude that how you spend your New Year’s Eve is how you’ll end up spending your entire year. If this is indeed the case, I’ve got 364.5 days of gorging myself on pigs in a blanket, watching two episodes of “Buffy the Vampire Slayer,” [...]
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