sitting on this limo bus listening to people I don’t know well chat and “walk this way” on the speakers behind my head I realized its been a long time size I posted something. again. my blog is my step child. i can’t throw money at it to buy its love… how does one rectify the situation?
maybe what is looking like will turn into a two day whiskey binge (for work, might I add) will prove something interesting to talk about.
but, for now, I’m on a limo bus – as I mentioned – alternating between Patrick Bateman and starring blankly out the window watching empty field houses whiz past. Good times…