My blogging may be sporadic for the next week, while I am
down in New Orleans with Travalon. As my longtime readers may remember, the
entire reason I started a blog was because Banjo Player said I should when I
was telling her all about my previous trip to the Big Easy, so that was the
topic of my very second post. Now, 1031 posts and tens of dollars later, I am
going back, so watch this space for possible updates during my sojourn and a
complete recounting when I return.
For some reason Toque McToque and I got on the topic of
smoking. I said I had never liked it much but found menthol cigarettes more
pleasant; however, the other kids back in the day considered them wussy for
some reason. She said, “They are more popular with the poor and minorities,
maybe that’s why people poop-pooped them?” I said that typo fit too well with
yesterday’s blog post subject, so I was going to have to blog about it.
Today Light Bright said, “I didn’t think I could control
myself, but I can!” She was talking about getting stressed out and taking
control of her emotions, but I said I was going to quote her out of
context. Then, on second thought, I
decided to reveal the context after the quote so you could enjoy it more fully.
We are listening to the New Orleans station, and I said, “A little brass for
your-“ “Ass?” she filled in. I said, “I was going to say ‘For your listening
pleasure,’ but yours is catchier.”
Famous Hat
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