Wednesday, June 28, 2017

june twenty-eighth

Five for June 28th:

No ride. Had to skip out today as I have to bring home a guitar case from work that a buddy is buying from me, and schlepping that six miles on a bike on a steamy afternoon didn’t seem like the smartest idea.

You get what you pay for. Our disintegrating old polyester sectional from Big Lots is officially out on the curb, having served us well for five years or so. New leather one should be delivered Friday. Till then, we’re on the floor.

Quote of the day. “I’m beginning to think the American Dream is an Olive Garden at the bottom of a coal mine.” -Jason

Cool stuff. Work coffee restock, La Croix party pack, STL ramp footage from the late 80’s, potential White Birch session in the works, giant bucket of sidewalk chalk for the kids, Thrasher subscription renewal.

Required reading. I don’t know how to explain to you that you should care about other people.

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