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I’m happy to announce Janita’s is reopening on April 1st as some sort of augmented kitchen thingy at the Avenue Pub. Some may remember The Avenue Pub as my source for warm MGD and smokes in the days after Katrina. It was a wonderful place to watch the looting. More about the story can be found here. (thanks to Bex for the early morning tip).

This is for my favorite bartender. A good bartender can get you through a bad weekend.

I don’t care for the other mammals. Especially the ones who talk. Mostly because they talk. And the free will thing isn’t really working out for any of us either.

So, I didn’t have the greatest day, as you’ve probably guessed. But being a trooper I still wanted to get something done. Luckily for me, my neighbors never let me down. Well, not all of them are my neighbors, some of them are the people transiting near the shanty to buy drugs up the street – which is nice too. Anyway, they’re always throwing trash around my yard, and in the street….anywhere really, except a trash can. I should mention, to their credit, shortly after I moved in someone littered a trash can in my yard. Trash cans are very difficult things to throw away being trash cans and all. The trick is to find a bigger trash can to put it in….Oh, it’ll confuse the garbage man a few times, but eventually he’ll figure it out. So I cleaned up and put the trash out since its trash day.

The only thing worse than the litter I suppose is the theft. Man, my neighbors, and the associated riff-raff will steal anything. But still, in a zen-sorta-way I guess the litter makes up for the theft. The litter is more consistent and is greater in sheer volume. But in quality, it is a little lacking. I mean, how many Domino’s hot wing boxes and cans of Watermelon flavored Arizona drink really equate to a potted fruit tree? I dunno, but the supply lines appear to be in tact on the boxes and cans so maybe it will even out. I really have only myself to blame. I mean, if I saved up all those cans I could redeem for some cold hard cash. I guess I’m just lazy that way.

Also, there’s what looks like an abandoned car on the side of the shanty. And I notice several people from up the street frequently go to said car. I believe this is where they store their drugs. I think I’ll have it towed. heh-heh. Fuck ‘em. I suppose I should call the cops and inform them of this little situation. But really they won’t do anything anyway. Or if they do, it’ll just mean more mammals around only these will have guns, and badges and a false sense of who they are. Eh, fuck it, maybe I’ll do nothing.

peace out!!

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Instead of trying to come up with something to write, which I’m apparently not good at, instead I’m just going to start writing and see where it goes.

Thursday I only worked half a day and spent the last half of the day playing golf and drinking with the boss. Pretty nice way to spend a Thursday afternoon. The weather was just amazing.

Janitas has closed. I haven’t really talked to Craig and Kim about it but really it isn’t any of my business so maybe I shouldn’t bother them. I really liked that place too. its a shame. There’s more info here if you are so inclined.

I have this key in my house that’s actually opens my front door. Its all painted with saints’ colors and still attached to the little paper thing they give you. I have an irrational dislike of that key. I believe that key hates me and I probably shouldn’t have it in the house. I’m not certain a key could do anything about hating me, but I do know that inanimate objects occasionally get the better of people. Albeit, it usually isn’t the fault of the inanimate object.

I did not have a productive weekend. I got a little work done in yard this evening, but nothing impressive. I’m hoping to have a productive week and a productive weekend next weekend.

I found this picture when I was trying to find myself http://www.flickr.com/photos/ramari/2806446840/ which is kinda cool.

I think I need to get out of town for a weekend sometime soon. I always say I’m going to do that and then I don’t. The problem is: where would I go? I mean, it isn’t that I’m not aware that there are other places in the world that I am in at. This isn’t a big ol’ mystery like the refrigerator light thing that sometimes sends me into an existential tailspin. But where do I want to go? Freewill kinda sucks in a way. There are too many options when you have freewill. Speaking of which, I think it may be time to get some people together and go to the museum. I was sort of waiting for someone before I went, but that’s a moot point now. For those who’ve never heard of this….take it all in. Seriously, think it though. http://www.creationmuseum.org/ Ya just gotta love those loopy christians and their silly superstitions.

Alright, that should do it.

…seven, eight, nine! Count them! Nine days left, Bah HA HAA!!