My Spaghetti Golem John Travolta.


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…

Saturday, September 01

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…

Sunday, September 02

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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