Showing posts with label Deadwood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Deadwood. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

so it's like this, hombres.

i'm too busy to be blogging. things have slowed down around these here parts. i'm talking like someone out of deadwood. we've been watching it. they say fuck and cocksucker all the time. it's funny to watch a western with such language. we're up to the bit where a new operation has moved into town; wagons full of fine lookin' whores, crap tables and liquor has got the town nasty-man a bit worried.

but i've got work to do. i can't be sitting around looking at blogs, or writing posts, so i will go quiet for a while in an effort to meet my deadlines. one on jan 22 the other on jan 29.

it's not pretty.

so i hope you are all well, and only watering your gardens on the correct days. i hope none of you are wearing crocs, and that the heat we are likely to get this month is not too bad for your critters and chilluns. KEEP PUTTING THEM HATS ON, varmints.

there i go again.

peace.
love.
light.