Once again
This is Brooklyn Luke again. Sorry for that last less-than-illuminating post. What I was working toward before we lost our connection was some question about the creepiness other folks feel in reading blogs of friends. Do you? To me it seems more intrusive than reading a stranger's blog. But more than that, it is strange to be more kept-up with a friend's doings than they are of your own.
Well. Respond at will. We have had an unprecedented lazy weekend, with nothing really planned. We had a tornado this week in Brooklyn, the first ever since buffalo roamed these plains. It knocked out the subways and they are still running a little slow. That is our excuse. The winds whipped up a pretty fierce pee smell all through town, so it is not really worth going out. Instead we have caught up on most of our crossword work for the year, smoked 365 packs of cigarettes each, and kept pretty much to our initially-established places on the couch. Need to be getting back to that. So--thanks for your time. It has been a pleasure.
Well. Respond at will. We have had an unprecedented lazy weekend, with nothing really planned. We had a tornado this week in Brooklyn, the first ever since buffalo roamed these plains. It knocked out the subways and they are still running a little slow. That is our excuse. The winds whipped up a pretty fierce pee smell all through town, so it is not really worth going out. Instead we have caught up on most of our crossword work for the year, smoked 365 packs of cigarettes each, and kept pretty much to our initially-established places on the couch. Need to be getting back to that. So--thanks for your time. It has been a pleasure.
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He is also living with one of my bestest friends, Liz and while she is generous to a fault, I don't think she will share him.