come for the freak, stay for the food
If you had told me, when I was in high school, that both my kids would be born in Texas, and that in the year 2010 I would acquire a flock of 3 chickens, I sure would have had a good, long laugh.
In fact, it still gets a laugh out of me today.
He really got way too good way too fast. It’s definitely not fair.
In my own defense, I’ll just say that it was the only time I’d played since his last visit, a year before. This 9-hole round was at Lions Municipal course in Austin.
Last night I completed Crunk Juice in my dining room recording cave. There’s a full write-up over on the page. I didn’t manage to get a song released in the first month of the year per my secret New Year’s resolution, but getting the first one out on my birthday isn’t bad either.
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