I took Marilyn Jane to a place she likes to eat called Hawaiian Bros. They specialize in different flavors of marinated chicken. We ate about six chickens between us I think.
It was my first trip out to a restaurant in almost seven months. The place looks like it used to be a car dealership, but that allows for diners to be spaced quite a distance from each other.
I’m past the point where I should have made some decisions about my meat consumption and how I’m going to participate in the climate change economy, but it was a wonderful moment of semi-normalcy with her.
I think the most important benefit I’ve reaped from advanced technology available to the average consumer, is that I can wander out into the wastelands, the loneliest and most forlorn places imagined in the minds of men…and listen to Boogie Wonderland.
For folks who live where fireworks are illegal, it might be hard to convey the absolute insanity that went down in my neighborhood last night. (If, after hearing me describe it, you feel it was worse in your neighborhood, congrats.)… the rest “Boom”
The walking shorts I ordered came with a special thing on the right pocket. There is also a special thing on the left pocket, but it’s different from the special thing on the right pocket.
If your walking shorts don’t have these special things, you should probably stop walking immediately and consult with a walking specialist about getting your shorts properly equipped with enough special things.
I take a solo excursion into the canyonlands with some water, some nuts, some berries. The water runs out. The nuts and berries run out. My legs give out. I sit down and lean against a rock. I go through … the rest “Clarity”