Woke up feeling like last nite. It was a good nite. Did my run around....looking for food in rectangular buildings. Decided to hit Jack in the Box. My order was delayed so they gave me a free Oreo shake(hey man I plan on drinking could you give me a burger instead?). Gift horse. Then I get home and make Ruth go topless. Hey man, thats what she was made for. After a couple go rounds with Ruth I deccided on a Little Sumpin Extra. Sated I felt it might be good to have an Old Guardian around.
Meanwhile the Dead... The Grateful Dead... not this loser obama promoting resiudal group living on Jerry's legacay...has been playing all day on my mp3. Yes modern technology meets the man that lived under the tree, in the van, and on the beach. Casey Jones off of Dicks Picks 30 is the song of the day. Keith nails away at the keys at double time and the rest of the band steadily yet slowy speeds up for a great climax....which bring me back to Ruth...Here she is
And here I am in my latest incarnation.... Getting older
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