When I die, and I come back, I want to live like he does.
Monday, June 15, 2009
Where the hell do I live?
From the look of this piece in our town paper you would think that I live in the wilderness somewhere. I am actually 20 minutes from a major city that any of you would recognize.
I did take he opportunity to scratch out the names of the streets, not because I think YOU are weird, it is the other guy, the one down your street, that may decide to track me down. You, well I would totally go out to lunch with you.
Enjoy. (June 5th was an especially interesting day).
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