Just for a little while! OR……… I may just stay forever, LOL!!! Scoot across the border. Bandito Style!
Okay. What in the holy fucks. Okay. I should comment. But, I will refrain. It’s already 8pm and it’s an overnight train ride and I’m thinking “knock the fuck out, as fast as possible.”
New in my world: 1702 (aka The Haunt. I just made that up!) German Chocolate Vanilla Porter by Tucson’s own Borderlands Brewing Co. It TASTES like a friggin’ German Chocolate CAKE, I swear to God. It is one of theeeeeeeeeee most delicious beers I have ever tasted.
The Chargers. Football in LA. How many blog entries. How many tweets. How many conversations. Over the years. There IS NO REASON for football to be in LA if you are NOT a billionaire owner of an NFL team. None. That’s all of the time I am going to waste on this one.
Trump. Not going to dwell. Just going to gloss it over. Skim. Keep it short. Make it light. Keep it sweet. And to the point. You asked for him. You GOT him! His presidency is already looking like a hot mess, from a distance. I allowed myself a little “news” time this morning. I was NOT amused. Personal reasons are the only reasons that I’m not already at the southern border, sneaking INTO Mexico. ¿Quien quiere acompañarme?
Keep it moving. The Knicks SUCK. They are an embarrassing embarrassment. A disgrace. Sad. A disaster. That being said, you can catch me at Spring Training this year, in Tampa! (YAY!!!) I am going to try to motivate, even though I am expecting another lackluster year with a bright spot here and there. Hope for the future. The future is not so bright, so I won’t be needing my shades. LET’S GO, YANKEES!!!!!
Letting go of the past is a very difficult thing for me to do. I am trying very hard but am finding it very difficult. I am keeping a journal now. This will be “day three” if I can sneak in an entry. Or maybe, I will skip today since I am reaching out to you, here, in the blogosphere. I don’t know. It’s not like I do much planning, these days. I was just talking to a friend tonight how things rarely fall perfectly into place and he replied that they do when you plan. I haven’t made any solid plans in soooooooooooo long. I don’t know. I’ve tried to plan on certain things and my plans always change. It’s crazy. A crazy life. Loco.
That’s it, I guess. That’s the overview. My day in review. Have a wonderful rest of your evening and I will see you tomorrow in my old adoptive hometown, The City of Angels! 👼🏾