Memorialize this

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Even though I work for myself, so it’s not really necessary to observe holiday weekends inasmuch as I can take three days off any time I want to providing the shit's all done, even though that’s the case, I chose to observe this past Memorial Day by not working for three days straight.  It was nice. I got to spend an evening with my ladyfriends in town from San Diego for Sasquatch, I spent a long balmy day outside getting frazzled by the sun, I had big plans for Saturday night and then fell asleep on the couch, I went to the beach and watched dog owners heard their creatures around, I bbq’d,  I zoo-bombed  ...  

Good stuff, but who needs a damn holiday to do all that?

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Cougs still loves Jardine from like a century ago when we all lived together on Jasper Street.

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Annie pretended to be hanging out with us but was really hanging out with her iPhone.

 

Oh, I’ve recently become very interested in Tofutti Chocolate Cuties, sourdough bread, Underworld: Rise of the Lycans, and Elizabeth Cotten’s guitar plucking. You should look into these things. That’s all.