yeah yeah yeah. i try not to shoot my friends, but then again i don’t go hunting. if i DID go hunting, i would CERTAINLY shoot somebody. probably a friend. randy, for example, he would be VERY VERY SURLY if i shot him.
randy had surgery a couple of years ago, for some awful throat thing, and it was very very bad and he was sure he was going to die and it wasn’t the MOST fun thing to be around him.
so just imagine if i shot him.
it’s just as well that i don’t go hunting, anyway.
it’s wednesday night already, the week is rocketing past as i figured it would.
but then what about next week? what will i do with myself?
tonight i had dinner at imo’s pizza and there was a poetry reading going on. poetry open mike. it was hard to get a table. i thought we’d miss the poetry, but we ended up hearing all of it.
i took a poetry-writing class in college many many years ago. it was kind of fun. i don’t have any desire to write anymore, however.
i talked to linda today and she was STILL cleaning her house. wow, it must have been unspeakably dirty, that’s all i have to say.
i have to get ready to play boggle now.
i hope your week is going swimmingly.
ok then,
wednesday night grace.