Has nothing really been happening? I have scoured my thoughts and feelings, replayed the last couple of days in my mind to find anything interesting that's been going on, and come up with not much.
I think I'm still in Thanksgiving withdrawal.
Here's what's been going on:
1. I am tired of looking at Eric Elz' post, "The Fruits of My Labor." Eric, are you dead? Come on, man, wake up! I mean, the picture looks great and all, but move on!
2. Rich Riley's post, "Sodalicious," is perhaps one of the greatest things I have ever heard. Magical, wonderful, the stuff of which dreams are made. What a great piece of enchanted machinery.
3. Jeannie and I are toying around with the idea of going to the bank and seeing if it's even possible for us to think about buying a house. It's probably not. Poor folks like us is meant to rent.
4. Jeannie's working on a painting (actually, she's working on copying a painting), and I've been taking pictures of it as it progresses. Could make for an interesting album cover.
5. Reading "The Tender Bar," on the recommendation of my father. It's ok. I'm just surprised that my dad has recommended a book that makes at least occasional use of the word "fuck" and has scenes that contain sexual situations. I feel all growed up.
That's all. It's pretty boring. The holiday season is here and that gives work the potential to suck every day. So far, nothing terrible.
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