Another day in my life that started with a walk and ended with a drunken stagger.
The walk was all flat, but I was breathing hard for the last couple of kilometers. I hope my lungs won’t take my breath away.
Feeding time at Hideaway rolled around, and I headed out to take care of business. Last night the girls enjoyed pizza (Hawaiian, of course), pork liempo, and a roasted chicken. I baked a dozen apple cinnamon muffins for dessert.
When it was time to move on from Hideaway, I hoofed it down the highway to Alaska Club for my nightcap.
Made it home alone and safe. And now, I’m ready to face the challenges of a brand new day.
Mary is coming over after school. I’m preparing some pork chops in a cream of mushroom soup sauce in the crockpot. After the meal, I’ll take her to the floating bar for a couple of drinks before she goes back home to Kalaklan.
If I were the asshole Nerissa seems to think I am, I’d bring Mary with me to Cheap Charlies. Hmm, maybe next time.
I hear some people
been talkin' me down,
Bring up my name,
pass it 'round.
They don't mention
happy times
They do their thing,
I'll do mine.
Ooh baby,
that's hard to change
I can't tell them
how to feel.
Some get stoned,
some get strange,
But sooner or later
it all gets real.
Walk on
Love that incredible blue.