#296 – Al Yells At Me
He doesn’t speak much of the English…
Hmm, we’re edging towards the big 3-0-0. Not that it’s going to be a big event or anything. Well, maybe. Nah. Probably won’t be. Ignore my babbling; I need me some coffee bad.
Now these years locked in my drawer
I’ll open to see just to be sure
– “Sleep” by Azure Ray
P.S. Bitsy, Sahara came to Tal Hewm last night, and after running errands for her she gave me two choices: industrial wall or a sandlot. I took the wall, but it looks kind of like the robo-wall. Anyways, thought you’d like to know that. Also picked up a washer/dryer for your dirty @$$.