Tuesday, March 10, 2009 (69)
I finna cut a rug. Quite literally as it were.
Today I was layin into some carpet in the lounge at Third Coast. But here I am cutting a segment of rug.
I had a dream that I randomly ran into Dennis Rodman. I asked him to take a picture with me and he refused. He offered to give me an autographed 8x10, and I declined. He’s such a jerk . . . in my subconscious.
I've had this t-shirt since I was ten years old. It's one of my favorites.
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