September 3, 2018 by sandwichcontrol
Versus your time-traveling Arnold Schwarzenegger whose mouth is all cut up from eating Cap’N Crunch®.
It was that kind of weekend.
On Saturday morning, Jitterbug, Mr. Boobodie, and I did all the yard work. Then I blinked and it was dinner time.
People came over for dinner and so I hid under a bag of chips…
I had planned on wearing sweatpants all day on Sunday and just puttering around the house until bedtime again.
But life loves to fuck with my plans.
I ended up doing a lot housework.
And moving a lot of type cabinets for K over a Ars Brevis.
Beatle Sue wasn’t feeling up to it, so I was nominated to use her ticket to see Ringo’s All Starr Band last night. So I put on my third outfit of the day…
and headed up the hill with Jitterbug and Mr. Boobodie.
The concert was amazing.
Today is Monday. And Labor Day.
I may end up working.
I may end up reading comics and eating cheeseburgers.
I guess I’d better go find out.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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