A chronicle of mundaneness steeped in irony and pointed realism with no real direction or point and no real defined end-point. Except maybe Tuesday, which Tuesday I leave as an exercise for the reader...
Wednesday, February 19, 2003
I am now officially a pimp or a geezer, having taken care of title, plates, and insurance on the 1994 Buick Roadmaster Limited that my dad is apparently replacing with a 1994 Mecury Grand Marquis...no word if he got it yet...
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