Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Bad things happen to good people

Today, "Diane" was telling me that she and her husband just bought a boat. "Marv" is going to christen it this weekend by taking out three of his friends. Between the four of them, one is getting married, one is getting divorced, one is buying a house and one is turning 33. I suggested that she send a chaperon, because it sounded like some kind suicide pact to me.

Hopefully, the boat will come through it okay. I'd like to try water skiing again. This time, I am most certainly going to stand up straight and lean back, so that I don't end up with a sore back for two fucking months.

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