Ah, shit. Work has kept me busy as hell this week. Been getting ready for the official start of the holiday season (holiday changeover on Friday), as well as training a dude who's going to be the music manager out in Pikesville. So I've been coming home and pretty much just been looking for mindless activity, which for the past couple of days has meant noodling around on some music. Now I remember what the ol' TV is for...
The rest of Eric's visit was fun. We ended up hitting NYC in a whirlwind (4.5 hour drive up, walk around a bunch, 4.5 hour drive back), and then he jetted out on Monday morning while the J-Dog and I were at our respective works. Eric is a one of a kind hombre, and it was good to see him.
Today a customer (Mr. Kim) who likes me very much gave me a case of Heineken. Wouldn't life be better if every customer that came into the store gave us beer?
1 comment:
i kissed his rump for years. where's my beer?
and while you may resemble a muppet, you certainly do not resemble jim henson, nor a rock star.
and reading your blog makes me miss you... :-(
e'beth
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