Peace out, bitches!
Saturday, September 26, 2009
It's called a changeover. The movie goes on, and nobody in the audience has any idea.
I've been at work. I've been in the Pacific. I've been in a bar. Or two. Possibly three. I digress. I've come to the conclusion that I'd like to spend most of my time in the Pacific or at least next to it, with Melah and the Midget. I think it's high time I find a way to make that happen. I'm open to suggestions.
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3 comments:
it's a mystery.
Not in the least bit helpful. Thanks for nothing.
Become a fisherman?
Move to Long Beach?
Open a surf shop?
Start a midget surf school?
I'm brainstorming without coffee, that's all I got, sorry.
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