In only 32 days it will be 2012. Or is it 33? Counting is not one of the things I do well.
It is currently 3 degrees above freezing in the outer world at my location on this parched part of the planet.
I had a strange nightmare last night. I met J.D. Granger for lunch at Joe T. Garcia's. We had two platters of fajitas and several giant pitchers of margaritas. At some point a blonde named Shanna showed up. Next thing I remember is being in a hotel room in Dallas. And then something traumatized me, causing me to wake up yelling something.
The first day of December is tomorrow. I've already got all my Christmas shopping done. And all the Christmas cards that I send have been sent.
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