Friday, September 17, 2004
Sad, pitiful, lonesome -- and I stink
None of those starts with a "D."
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Now, now, little Redneck. You're going to get to take that exam again. You'll do better next time. Eat your cookie and drink some milk.
We already knew all that, ER. Drink more Dickel and smoke another stogie. You'll feel better (or worse) in the a.m.
ER, I don't to what this refers, but I'm sorry it's causing you to be sad.
I hope you feel better tomorrow.
I hope you feel better tomorrow.
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: 1:09 AM
: 1:09 AM
OK, all day I've felt like something wasn't right with you. I don't know what it is -- suspecting Dr. Erudite Redhead may be out of town or something like that, just a wild guess.
Anyway, buck up, take a shower, sleep, eat...
and then feel better, OK bud?
Anyway, buck up, take a shower, sleep, eat...
and then feel better, OK bud?
I think I have a new rule, sort of a corollary to the axiom, "If you don't know what to do, then do nothing." Maybe I'll extend it to, "If you don't know what to blog, then blog nothing" -- especially after a long, long, busy, disappointing day, a cigar and conversation with Mr. Dickel and the dogs, followed by a big steamin' plate of clams and other sea critters in linguini and a couple glasses of wine. Nope, those are not the makin's of an intelligent late-in-the-day blog enbtry! :-)
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