Off work early today to help my son register at high school in my town. Got that done, found out my kid wants to change his last name to some made-up crap. Told the ex no way in hell, kiss my ass, and went for a long ride to lower the blood pressure, then picked up a six of Foster's. Turned on the vintage movie channel, and got this combination: Vincent Price marathon and a six-pack. Couch Potato heaven.
Sometimes, you just gotta say fuck it, and drink a bunch of beer.
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The Last Man on Earth; I haven't seen that one in years. I even read the book by Richard Matheson, back about that time.
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