Saturday was a lazy day. A long walk in Venice, and the “mental disturbance” tour of Venice Beach, with lunch and some gratuitous nudity and dog abuse for a floor show. Regrouping in L.A., Lurleen and I then went hunting for a decent Hollywood dive bar. We strolled over to the Tinhorn to meet the […]
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So we left the World of Beer with Lurleen. Good night moon cigar guy from New York. This is Arizona. In the summer, we wear hats and drive cars. We wear hats and drive cars or people die. It’s that simple. Good night, drunken Canadians. Enjoy your raid on the fresh AZ seafood. Good night, Baldies. […]
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On a Tuesday after work, we found ourselves at World of Beer. Lurleen met us on the patio, at the sticky railing* with a cold Kilt Lifter. *Why was the counter sticky? A question that will also arise later. With the Kurgan nowhere in sight and only mere mortals left to moon, it was time […]
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“Whiskey tit” – Jet Musake, on the occasional perquisites of being breastfed.
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So i am looking for new wheels. I want to be up higher, esp for some of the photo ideas i have. Also, this is a good year for some extra writeoffs, like a sales tax whale. Lurleen has dreams of a trailer. So, the new whatever needs: tow ability; room for Lurleen, kid(s) and/or […]
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Lurlene wants a camper trailer. Me: Uh, OK. What would we tow it with? Dodge Ram: Hey sailor. Look at what I’m packing under this hood. Annoying voice of reality: You DO realize those fuckers cost $30K, right? Never fear, Tex Earnhardt is here. He has what is quite nearly the perfect truck. No, not […]
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Pod rolled over the odometer, which we celebrated yesterday. Naturally, there were speeches. We ad-libbed a speech that we had been working on for days. We also had a little bloodletting last night between Lurlene and the Bear. Hopefully, it was medicinal and long-lasting, and not just momentary fireworks.
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A week ago, it was that girl with the boobs, from high school. Last night it was Superstar, in all her best December ever glory. She was back, but I was with Lurlene. I invited her to thanksgiving dinner, over Lurlene‘s gentle suggestion that i not. So it was on – all the shoulda woulda […]
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A million years ago, there was this cheerleader with huge knockers. Since this was in high school, that is all I know about this girl from that time – “oh yeah, that girl with the rack.” Karma: Testosterone is a helluva drug. Me: So I’ve learned Last night, she was in my dreams – her […]
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