Thursday, December 20, 2012

refuse to be old

I met Tyler at work. He wasn't done, so I went to Dali and sucked down port wine. He met me there and we had delicious stuffed artichokes and other good things. We then  had a drink with his staff, Thanksgiving Job well done. Then we went home. Then Tyler decided he was old. Why were we home? Why didn't we go out from the staff drink? It was only 9 PM and we were already home. We are Old! So he made us go out again. 

1:00 AM on a school night. I think we were sacks of crap the next morning.

On the walk home we saw blooming rose. November is funny like that. 

And Snap dragons!

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