This post is a mish-mash of the highlights from the beginning of my new year, much of which seems like an episode of the Twilight Zone. I’m not able to post as frequently as I’d like since I’m on the road in remote locations. My internet is spotty and electrical … But, wait! There’s more…
Mind you, it’s not like I ever got a birthday card from any of them. We’re not exactly close.
The Duke of Bedford, the Duke of Argyll, Ted McGinley, and any member of the Heinz ketchup family could totally send me one, though. Anytime. Really.
No, I’m *asking* if you would send me a card. Please.
But, wait! There's more...Me, to the bartender, “I’d like a carafe of Margaritas, salt the rim of the carafe, and stick a straw in it.”
But, wait! There's more...I learned to mix drinks, quite well actually, and we all had a grand time drinking up the liquor cabinet after school. When the booze would run low, Dad would just replace it. Awesome. *hiccup*
But, wait! There's more...The Time Penny Was Attacked by The Killer Bees When I was a delinquent young teenager in Capitola, I had some friends with whom I regularly got into trouble had adventures. (See: My First Brush With The Law). One of the places we would regularly go to find trouble was … But, wait! There’s more…
Golf Carts Don’t Float, But Golf Tees Do – Who Knew?! For a little while after my parents got divorced my father stayed in the general Santa Barbara, CA area. My sister, Chickenbone, and I would spend weekends and long summers with him where we would learn all kinds of … But, wait! There’s more…
It was a match made in heaven: Three gals, three guys, a wee party, and an illegal bonfire.
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