I did some walking today. First to drop off the rent. After that my plan was to catch a bus to the video store because I didn't want to deal with the fucking hill, but after a few minutes of standing at the stop I decided I couldn't stand there anymore. It's fucking cold out there. And the wind! Jesus! It's time to break out the warm wool gloves, the think ones I'm sporting now just aren't cutting it anymore. Now, if I can just remember where I put them...
Anyways, I decided I wasn't going to wait for the bus so I decided to hoof it, and the hill wasn't so bad! Got to the video store and got some DVDs. They were free because I'm the shit. And walked back up the hill.
Now, after being off my feet for a few hours, my dogs are mush. My legs too. The cold weather is making my legs ache. Someone told me that's an early sign of arthritis. God, I hope not. That would stink. I like going on walks for an hour or more, but I haven't done it much in the last month or so. In fact, the only times I've gone walking for any extended amount of time happened on Thanksgiving, and that's mostly because my family's football-watching habits drove me out of my sisters' apartment. And because I like looking at attractive Asian ladies.
So my plan tonight is to kick back, watch some movies, and drink Diet Cherry Dr. Pepper and whipped cream vodka. It's going to be great.
But before I go, there's a few quick taxi cab tales I'd like to share...
For the second time in my career as a cab driver a woman has described her sexual preference as "strictly dickly."
The local strip club had a benefit last night called "Tatas For Toys."
My two favorite lines this week were spoken by the same woman: "I ain't even gonna differential that shit!" and "what a nice cab! It smells nice and douched and everything!"
Be excellent to each other.
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