Tonight, the "my touchoses" walked me home. Mr. Touchos let me smoke one of his pipes on the walk... It's been over two years since I'd smoked a pipe, so I didn't pack it tight enough and had problems keeping it lit (It probably looked like I was smoking a hash pipe because of how many time I had the lighter to my bowl) but damn if it wasn't good. Once I got home I went straight to my old pipe, admired it, and have been walking around with it in my mouth. I may need to go buy some tobaco.
I've also drug my banjo into the living room for the week and have been pretending to work through the lessons every night this week. Problem is I'm tone deaf, so who knows if the thing is even in tune.
4 comments:
you're a blogging machine when sooprgrl is away. geez.
i bought my presale suf tickets today. i love spending money i dont really have to enjoy the things i love.
hopefully i can still get coffee with him.
You have a banjo?!? That's awesome! Lose the pipe and stick with the banjo!
you smoke a pipe?! lose the pipe and mainstream some heroin!
Speaking on behalf of the Touchos family: We aren't a bad influence, promise!
Glad you enjoyed but don't make it a habit, We are glad the wifey is home- the truly bad thing you did when she was away was eat white bread!!!!!!!
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