my salute to the red, white, and BLUE…not just the red and white…

so, my friday at a glance….wake up the second most pleasant way i know how (don’t get perverted with that one…it was meant in the wake-up call sense of the phrase), then it was off to sa. this was trip number FIVE to the alamo city in SEVEN days. think that’ll about do it with sa for a while (but not too long a while…rumor has it i’m working the show at sunken gardens next sunday) then back to san marcos to do some (non) work on the system at sundance (they say it was giving them problems, but all worked fine for me…guess it knows who daddy is, huh?) lunch at gil’s broiler (new owners, new decor, same taste..that was cool) and then back to a-town to set up for a couple of shows there, the second of which decided to be a pill, delaying me to the point of NEVER making an in-office appearance on friday. then worked VERY briefly at the hockey game (but still got paid for the full three hours; man, company policies are cool sometimes), then plopped down and watched the game (we lost..but just barely) with jim & katy (jim being the older brother of my “sister” kathi, and was actually how she became my “sister” in the first place), and josh ended up joining us for late night tex-mex at trudy’s post-game….looking back at it in text form, the day sucked, but not TOO bad i suppose…
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the unwanted combo platter

okay, so tonight i went and grabbed drinks with my “sister” kathi and a few of her friends, paying way more than ANY of us wanted to for the booze, and inhaling a bit more second hand than i wanted (all four of the women smoked, and at some points did so simultaneously). all good fun, all good company, and off they went for their ladies night out and i headed to the car. but got stopped on the way.
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“get you some, boy

so, after several long days in a row at the salt mines, i figured a friday night at home was in order, especially since i DO have to work saturday and all. hit heb on the way, and noticed a lot of single guys there; guys that don’t HAVE to be single. i have some advice, boys. stick with me and you can upgrade from that lowly bus station skank you’re used to getting. you can get better. like a stripper from that place over near the airport where the cops are always having to go. or that woman that’s in her mid to late thirties but still dresses kinda like kelly bundy from married with children..the one that’s ALWAYS alone and on the prowl at the bar in a pool hall. oh yes, your lonely nights can be over with a six pack of advice (plus four…you know i always make it an even ten here). ladies, don’t bother reading on…the dating and mating secrets are not meant for your eyes…
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