Beautiful, reminds me of this - sorry, but you'll have to see it on y'tube

When you fight, you either win or lose. I've never lost a fight, but sometimes it takes too long. I've got no problem with my ex, I just wish she would've got down the road a long time ago.

When the fights over there's no reason to keep the hate going, it'll burn you up.

here's a good tune, and good night to all ~

My buddies think I'm nuts for not hating you, or the gals since.

I don't think you're nuts. Not at all. Here's my song for the evening. A woman I care about is giving up and getting the vaxx shot. She's tired of the fighting. It has to be her decision.

Love ya, mam.

FWIW, I was in the hospital not expected to live. 26Nov2013

I'm so pissed I never got that dance with Chrissy.

I got a huge hug from the babe at the liquor store today. I got her a little girly doo-dad and gave it to her after my company left after the holidays. There's a 99.9% chance she's married, but I made her feel good for a little bit.

I'm so pissed I never got that dance with Chrissy.

I got to have dinner with her once. And Bill. And someone else. hehe.

Dang that must have been in 2004. We all met at a restaurant in a Annapolis Maryland as I was passing through to work with my brother on the eastern shore. I don't know the city, not now or then but somehow, without the aid of smart phones, GPS systems or, I think, even cell phones, I found the place. We were all superheros back then to be able to arrange meet-ups like that without such aids and only paper road maps. I think Bill treated.

A woman I care about is giving up and getting the vaxx shot.

Sorry to hear about that. That song reminds me about a bartender's boyfriend and me that got roped into taking a really drunk young gal home. He drove her 5.0 Mustang, and I was his ride back to Spudz.

She was pretty messed up and was hesitant to give my buddy her phone unlock code or whatever it was called. We spent a long time outside her mother's trailer in New Haven until he got in touch with Mama-San and she got home from her job at Wal-Mart.

We were the men of the hour. It was probably the winter of 2014 or something.

We were the men of the hour. It was probably the winter of 2014 or something.

Ya did good. I hope you got a medal.

I'm just hangin' out to give Teri her "Happy Birthday, Teri" text at exactly 0000. I came up with that idea last year. I guess I just want to be the "official" first one as her birthday hits. I'll bet she's waiting to see if I do it again.

It's not supposed to be mean, but maybe it is. I'm sure her gay pediatric nurse doesn't like it.

(Edit) Mission accomplished. McMurphy will be here soon, I hope she's feeling frisky.

Ya did good. I hope you got a medal.

That was only part one of my odyssey with Stacey or Tracey or whatever her name was. Angela the bartender and her boyfriend had better plans for me. The police were involved, fortunately it was the cop across the street and off the record.

Long story short, her Mustang was buried in a snowdrift in my street, Chris got her back to her mom's trailer in his 4x4, and me back to my truck at Spudz and home.