The Worst And The Best...

Today was the best because B-Man made a SUPER recovery from his fever/illness and is on track for complete recovery. The "betterest" because I had a fine day slinging XXC, got some new advertising, and made a few coins to at least make it look like I put up a fight before I drowned in a pool of stinky penniless suck. And the best because B-Man's school had an "in service" day today, so we went guitar shopping so he had one for his round of upcoming guitar lessons.

B-Man doing his best "power stance."
Jack White AND Jack Black would be proud.

The worst was that I didn't ride... AGAIN. AND I think I saw my belly jiggle today. Oh well, Santa's belly jiggles and people fucking love that fat, bearded bastard. I'm not gonna worry until I can't see my own nuggets.

Wifey is home, the beer is cold, and I need some lovin'.

Later.