I went out last night for a drink. I saw my old jazz-head friends. I hadn't seen them in a while. I had a couple of drinks, but deep down I only wanted one. I woke up this morning with remorse, not from having too much to drink, but rather, that I could have spent the money on lumber for a deck I'm building. My life has changed some in recent years. I have lumber on my mind.
I saw Bill the Spooky Guy this morning. I needed some car advice. We talked about forty-five caliber guns and World War Two. His landlord showed up, and Bill got up to open the gate. I took the opportunity to walk to the back of his shop and look at his cars. When I got to the paint booth I saw something move. I thought it was a cat, but on closer inspection it was a black bunny. He had a spider web on his whisker. He seemed friendly, but I didn't take any chances.
I saw Bill the Spooky Guy this morning. I needed some car advice. We talked about forty-five caliber guns and World War Two. His landlord showed up, and Bill got up to open the gate. I took the opportunity to walk to the back of his shop and look at his cars. When I got to the paint booth I saw something move. I thought it was a cat, but on closer inspection it was a black bunny. He had a spider web on his whisker. He seemed friendly, but I didn't take any chances.
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