Just another day. Some rain of course, but only about another month or so to go for rainy season. I guess it’s fair to say I’ve become a creature–a creature of habit that is. In bed by ten, and up at six. Coffee and internet. Feed and walk the dogs. Eat. Take a morning hike. Have a one hour nap. And then sit down here and write on the blog. Whether I have anything to say or not.
I don’t do steaks as often as I used to, but this batch turned out pretty damn good. I sprinkled on some meat tenderizer then let them marinate in an herb and garlic concoction for a couple of days. Still not as tender as American beef, but what are you gonna do?
I also dropped into the Man Cave bar before calling it a night. I recognized a dancer there named MJ, whom I’d met once before through a friend at Alley Cats. Called her down for some lady drinks and conversation. She’s got a smokin’ hot body and an okay face. I was surprised to learn she is 40 years old. And she also has five kids. Oh well.
Here’s some stuff I found on the ‘net today:
This cracked me up:
This is funny in a scary way too:
Okay folks, that’s all I’ve got for you this afternoon. Thanks for stopping by!
We’ll title that shot of your dog “Lucky Sees His First Porno.”
He’s a Lucky boy!
Kevin. That was a great thought. I would like to see the porno that put that priceless look on Luckys face.