Today is mildly non-warm-somewhat-chilly with wind, albeit pretty light wind. Scattered clouds. Not exactly spooky in the daytime but we could get some cool Halloween ambiance (pronounced with a french accent, read it again) at night.
Today's Horoscope: Birds are starting to migrate because the moon is pulling the water in their brains. The moon is an astronomical object so it is therefore an astrological object which licenses me to tell you that you scorpios and cancers and geminis might feel a sudden urge to drive in a V down to Memphis. Or something.
Feels like sunday. Vomited in the backyard last night, checked it out this morning, looks like all the budweiser and...budweiser left a bit of a crater. It was controlled, though. I knew it was coming and I planned, opting out of a trip to the bathroom and relegating my regurgitation to nature. You could say I'm a pro.
Revisiting Lisbon. I'd like to retract my earlier statements.
Got down with some Shadowy Men on Shadowy Planet in between brutal guitar lessons from Pete. This sabbatical in the suburbs is turning the tips of my right fingers into blunt objects. Looking forward to distributing some pokes.
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