Misfit Toys

A host of random thoughts that when sifted will eventually make sense. There is no chaff, only wheat, cream of wheat, puffed wheat, Wheaties, wheat germ, wheat ale, Shreaded Wheat, Wheat Thins, and Weetabix Posts are excellent quotes I never wanna lose, intriguing bits, and metaphysical rambles. I'm no one thing in particular nor is this blog.

Shari and I debated as to which phrase encapsulates me or defines me. Both of us had the same thought, one of my catchphrases. And while quite evocative, methinks "Fuck me up the goat-ass" would bring all the wrong kind of people here by accident...

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Sun Oct 11

A Visitor to Austin

hoarr:

Natface mentions that she might be visiting this city that I love (oh so much) in the near future. Being the intelligent and worldly individual that she is, I ask her what she wanted to see while she was in town. Is there anything that she’s heard about this great city of mine that has grasped her interest? Her response:

Does your town have a Cici’s Pizza?

Facepalm.

Dude. We’re both on the trolley about 459-2222. Natface needs a freakin apple pizza like woah.

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