Later we’re going to play nine holes at a Par 3 golf course, then head to Five Guys for dinner. Afterward, we might watch Cabin Boy, a movie that’s funny as hell, despite what the hipster herd animals will tell ya.
Tomorrow? I don’t know yet. I haven’t story-boarded it out. But I’ll come up with something. I’m very good at coming up with something.
The limited edition summer shirts will be ready for pickup tomorrow, after 3 pm. So, I’ll be bringing the portable distribution center up from the basement again, and processing orders. For some reason I like to watch the 1975 World Series during shirt frenzies, and that’s the plan this time, too.
It’s too late to buy the limited edition, but I still have plenty of the blue/gray Evil Twin shirts available. And now would be a perfect time to buy one, since I’ll already be in the aforementioned frenzy. Here’s yer link, in case you’re interested.
They’re great shirts, and that ain’t boolshit.
Also, I’ve had a few requests (it’s true) for an easy way to contribute to my beer fund on a recurring basis. I finally figured out how to do it (I’m dumm), and added the PayPal link at the bottom of the page here. It’ll charge your credit card each month, for the amount you specify, until you tell it to quit.
And I appreciate all your support, whether it comes in the form of shirt purchases, beer donations, Amazon loyalty, or just showing up here every day or two. It’s all good, and I thank you guys, sincerely.
You know what’s a really kick-ass and often-overlooked album? The second release by The Clash, Give ‘Em Enough Rope. I’m blasting it now, and it’s pushing all the right buttons. How come that record doesn’t get much love?
I just thought I’d mention it…
And I hate to cut this one short, but the Secret is waiting with highly-manipulative puppy dog eyes. I’d better get this show on the road.
Since I probably won’t be able to update again until Monday, I’ll leave you with THREE questions to get us through the weekend. Please don’t feel compelled to answer all of them. But if you wanna, that’s cool.
Here we go:
It is my opinion that Coke (Coca-Cola, that is) is the burpiest thing on Earth. Man, that stuff almost makes my esophagus turn inside-out. Is there anything burpier? Please tell us about it.
And what’s the shortest time you’ve ever worked at a job?
During a previous lifetime I accepted a ludicrous gig selling meat and seafood door to door, and lasted less than two weeks. It sucked on so many levels… And I ended up with a freezer full of onion rings, and no money! Did I ever tell you that story? Oh brother.
I’ve also worked at places where a new-hire stuck around until their first break, then disappeared forever. So, if you have anything on short working tenures, use the comments link below.
And finally, how have you broken the law this week? You know, going by the strict letter of the law… I’ve done a lot of speeding, and also reading texts while driving. I didn’t write any texts, but read a few. Please don’t judge me.
Thanks for everything, and I’ll see you guys on the other side.
Have a great weekend!