Oh, how the mighty have fallen.
Posted on | August 27, 2008 |
Talkin’ about myself. Recently, when out to dinner, I ordered not only “bottled, flat” water. But I ordered it by the brand. (Fiji, what else?) I’ve come a long way, baby. And I’m not so sure it’s a good thing. To quote my favorite television character (possibly of all time) Hank Moody from the brilliant Californication on Showtime, “I hate myself and my life and I’m not all that upset about it.”
That’s it for me, I’m off the grid and into the mountains til Tuesday. Unless the whole thing falls apart during that time, in which case, I’m never coming back… a la Kurtz, “Sell the house, sell the kids, I’m never coming home.”
ok, cue the harmonica, I’m gone. Who knows, maybe I’ll skip the mountains and just make a straight run for Denver. Think I can still get tickets to the Big Dance tomorrow at Mile High? Might be worth a shot.