It’s well after midnight and I am home from Tequila Hill. Not entirely chemically myself. <\/p>\n
What am I going to blog about??<\/p>\n
We had great food. A lot to drink. Good people. <\/p>\n
Rocky is here. <\/p>\n
I have new equipment. <\/p>\n
We talked about race and color with Nok and Donnie. Am I wrong or was Donnie kind of flirting with me? I am out of practice. <\/p>\n
We talked about pubic hair, tattoos and how race impacts what sort of tattoo you decide to get, and if it’s gender that impacts that decision more than race or color. <\/p>\n
Tyson is pissed off because all the 50 year olds are looking at their phones instead of talking to him. <\/p>\n
Communication is hard.<\/p>\n
Writing every single day is hard. Especially if you are not home for several hours a day to write, and\/or just don’t really feel like it. Or if you are..altered.
\nOr all of the above. <\/p>\n
Anyway, it was another great evening on Tequila Hill. <\/p>\n
Somehow it always is. <\/p>\n
Am I imagining it, or did we really decide to meet for breakfast at 0800?<\/p>\n
Isn’t that kind of early??<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"