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[thehefner]

It's a gorgeous night out here, sixty degrees and rainy, with the smell of ozone lingering in the air. Perfect night to sit out on the porch to smoke my clay pipe and sip Jack on the rocks, all as I pop into my portable CD player one of my prized new birthday presents, a disc from the SINATRA: VEGAS Box Set. Even more perfect to bust out in a Johnny Go style whiskey-fueled dancing spree on my front porch along to the Chairman's swingin' rendition of "Get Me To The Church On Time." A good night, indeed.

Now, assuming I don't blow up tomorrow from the gas leak in the comic shop, it'll be a great weekend. *fingers crossed*

Comments

[interdisciple.livejournal.com]

I miss drinking Johnny Walker Red straight from the bottle, in which form I was frequently spotted last year around this time. Unfortunately, the ol' organs can no longer hack it -- seems I've rendered myself old and feeble at a mere 29. So enjoy your health, m'boy, cuz death, it comes a'creepin'... ;)

[gnort.livejournal.com]

During my lunch break. I sat on the bench outside for the first time in awhile as it has only recently gotten warmer (that and the bench I normally sit on inside is gone due to construction), anywhoo I sat with my Ipod listening to a song from the Garden State soundtrack and drinking a pepsi. It was quite soothing, contentness (if that's a word if not it is now) personified.

On another note, I find it odd that you still have to work even with a gas leak in the store..you'd think that they'd close it lest it..oh I don't know, like you said..blow up.