It’s Friday…

…and I actually have a couple of days off thank god…and not a fucking thing to post :>

I have to take the smallest one for an ear re-check in a few minutes, so she gets to spend my day off with me, which is a treat for both of us. She is currently watching Dora as I listen to the Pixies (Wave of Mutilation).

Perhaps I am the one who needs to go back to the doctor. I have been on antibiotics for about eight days now and can’t seem to shake this crap. My ears feel as if I just got off a plane and nasty stuff flows from all of my orifices. I DO feel better than I did this time last week, but really would like this to go away.

Looks like a few folks are getting together at the Vinings Inn for supper tomorrow night. Since I am off until Sunday morning I am going to have to head in to Atlanta (traffic and all) and have a bit of fun. Unfortunately I have to be up early Sunday, so won’t have too many libations while there. Yabu is coming, so I will bring my get-out-of-jail free card just in case.

6 throughts on "It’s Friday…"

  1. Shouldn’t DNA be taken from the parents of the suspects also,just incase any or one of the short hair belongs to the suspects. It would save needless time of waiting for any other delays in the case.

  2. I think that asking the parents in this particular case for hair samples to campare DNA is just more wasted time, money and resources.

  3. I wonder if Joran had a key to the racquet club and possible access to a video camera on the racquet club premises.
    Might be a good place to look.

  4. Take a shitload of mashed raw garlic and boiled the shit out of it in some chicken stock. Add a mother-load of hot sauce and drink that effer down.

    Take a few Vitamin C’s. You’ll be fine in the morning.

  5. Damn, maybe I should drink it right before I drive to Atlanta tommorow night. Just the smell of it should get rid of any rubberneckers that get in my damn way.

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