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Skipping past Writober and Nanoblomo . . ? Shit, I dunno. I'm as bored as you are.

 

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

That’s the Way the World Works*

Ever the “responsible” homeowner, I thought it’d be a good idea to mow the lawn this weekend in anticipation of throwing down some “weed and feed” in anticipation of the rain-promising cold front. I mowed Saturday afternoon and figured I’d spread the fertilizer when I found out what the rain forecast was. Yesterday morning, I was hearing better than 60% of some heavy rain and thunder. (Sweet!) So I promptly threw on my medium-duty gloves (with latex gloves underneath) to hand-spread the fertilizer (yes, I realize how maturbatory that reads).

So, of course, it sprinkled a few drops last night and a little more this morning. WOO-HOO! Dollar Weeds FOREVER!

As you can probably tell, our weekend wasn’t that eventful. It got off to a quick start, though, with a wedding reception Friday night, followed by much-needed potato casserole. Things slowed WAAAAAY down from there.

Tonight, my band is playing its first show in, like, two months. Opening for She Wants Revenge. Unfortunately, we’re going on at about 8:30, so we’ll be rockin’ the inattentive soundman, a couple bartenders, some bouncers, the door guy, Ms. Jazz Hands (maybe), and a handful of kids whose parents dropped them off too early. I’d take a sad picture from the stage, but we can’t find our digital camera.

* one of my favorite things to say when bad things happen, or someone falls into a patch of bad luck

shaken and poured by Scott-san on 03/21 at 12:35 PM
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I was hoping for a little more detail in the accounts of mauling-by-zombie. But the anecdotes were disturbing, nonetheless..

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I don't have a solid grasp on which exact cheap beers I had at the ATL watering holes.