Since I probably lost any remaining female readers with that last post about sports betting, I intend to clean up some drafts I have and hopefully post at least one this week. I was going to do so tonight, but I found out Great Aunt's health isn't so great and that news crushes me like a cement slab. Sometimes there are people who you want to live long enough to see particular milestones and I wanted her to live long enough to meet whoever turns out to be the love of my life.
Who am I kidding? That's not the truth. I'm selfish and want her to stay around just for me.
I've vowed not to cry yet, so I'll leave you with my very own Texts From Last Night:
kittlekat: "I imagine no matter where you find yourself on Super Bowl Sunday, you can always say it was better than that one time you wound up with meat juice smeared on your face"I'd forgotten that she was missing a front tooth that night! Classic.
BFF: "Hard to say...Can a drunken, toothless, meat-juice smeared superbowl really be topped?"
"And I'll get on my knees and pray
We don't get fooled again
Don't get fooled again
No, no"
-The Who
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