I went in to work 45 minutes early today to spend some quality time with The Missus, but I was blocked by all the freight that had come in earlier. Dang.
It's gonna freeze. Hard. No snow. Shit.
I am in one of those states where I'd like to punch myself in the mouth until I broke teeth and my face was a pulpy, bloody, unrecognizable blob. It all started with trusting someone, so I can't say I recommend it.
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The misus? Do you have a lady now?
I have a Gibson Les Paul Custom on layaway. It silently dawned on me that that would be her name.
That's understandable, Jake. I've named my Gretsch "Gretchen" for obvious reasons.
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