I found a warning, and I was going to add it to the [url=http://www.astrofish.net/fineprint.html]fine print, but I’m not sure I wanted to use it for that long. Too good to pass up, though, “WARNING! Astrologer under pressure. Contents may explode.”
I got headed home, and I was thinking about an REK song, one of those tunes that used to be cool, but overplayed on the radio, and attracting a more “pop” crowd, sort of kills the song. But it really happened… “reached into my pocket, pulled out two twenties and ten, feels so good, feeling good again…”
I was trying to decide whether or not to wear the same jeans I’ve been wearing for the last week, and I decided go ahead as it looked rainy and damp-like, so instead of getting a fresh pair of pants splatterd with mud and pizza, just go for the old ones. I reached into the pocket, and I pulled out two twenties and a ten.
[url=http://drafthouse.com/downtown/downtown.html]Alamo Drafthouse had a special going, Robert Rodriguez’s first big film break, that cult classic, “El Mariachi.” Starring no one I know. Done in Mexican with English subtitles. The Alamo has a pizza – I think it’s linked to this very film – called “El Mariachi,” which is hamburger, jalapenos, and lots of red salsa. Muy good.
Perfect match, too. I got to thinking about it, the movie, and wondering if it’s a lot like Hamlet or that Scottish Play, you know, lots of bodies at the end. Lots of bodies. That’s a good thing, I think.
Besides, I’m sure the body count matched the pizza. Afterwards, we all trooped over to Halcyon’s for coffee and discussion. [url=www.crankyamy.com]Anything else [url=http://alfred-e.diary-x.com/]you read [url=www.devota.org]about me, or my behavior is nothing but lies, pernicious lies.