My good friend Keely and I have been going down the alphabet creating and sending postcards to each other. This is my dog Bogart a pen and ink. He always liked to stay wrapped up in covers and got mad when you tried to get him up.
I think I may have killed Buddha, or that damn hairy spider deserved it
Well the last few weeks, OK let’s just say the whole damn month has been a bit stressful and exhausting. Today is July something, I don't really remember when June happened, I wish I could say it was the alcohol or something but it’s just good old fashioned age and apathy. Oh, it started out well enough, then the heat came. Lord love the GA summers. The repairs on the house were finally complete, after that damn tree fell through the roof and ended up in the dinning room, but the amount of crap they left in our front yard was ridiculous. Not only were the neighbors asking us when we were going to remove the mountain of stuff, but the contractors blocked our driveway, so I couldn't get in the garage, yea, more places to get hot. I was told multiple times they would come out and clean it all up and they kept making excuses. We finally decided not to pay them until they cleaned up the damn mess. Finally one day I went out to move it off the damn driveway, myself, ...
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