Rambling is fun for everyone
Looking over some recent posts and this website address and the picture for this site, I've noticed a theme. The theme, coincidentally, matches the theme of my office. And, more and more per every trip to Vegas, the theme of my home.
Uh, apparently I have a fascination with Elvis.
Which made me think that perhaps I should not share this story, lest I be labeled "obsessed." But then I thought that that line was crossed a long time ago.
A long, long time ago.
Now as I reread this, it occurs to me that I'm setting this story up to be much more interesting than it is. But tell it I will, because I'd hate to start something and then not stop. I don't do anything half-assed. Except for cooking. I bake from boxes. Oh, and cleaning my windows. I do that half-assed.
How this post got turned into you all judging my habits, I'll never know.
I was just going to say that I bought a new license plate frame today, and it is King-themed. A lot of build-up for pretty much nothing, right?
Insert obvious jokes about bedroom behavior here.
Uh, apparently I have a fascination with Elvis.
Which made me think that perhaps I should not share this story, lest I be labeled "obsessed." But then I thought that that line was crossed a long time ago.
A long, long time ago.
Now as I reread this, it occurs to me that I'm setting this story up to be much more interesting than it is. But tell it I will, because I'd hate to start something and then not stop. I don't do anything half-assed. Except for cooking. I bake from boxes. Oh, and cleaning my windows. I do that half-assed.
How this post got turned into you all judging my habits, I'll never know.
I was just going to say that I bought a new license plate frame today, and it is King-themed. A lot of build-up for pretty much nothing, right?
Insert obvious jokes about bedroom behavior here.
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I'm still waiting for the tatoo.
Allegedly tattoos hurt, so I'm still waiting for enough alcohol to fill a swimming pool.
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