Busy, stressful day at work last Friday. Yet, all I could think about as I worked up in the warehouse or spoke to people on the phone, is how funny it would be to stick a couple of tennis balls down my shorts and take a stroll through the Tyrone Square mall. You know, just for the hell of it.
Stay chill.
Update: I did end up at the mall. No tennis balls, though. Ended up with Daniel Woodrell's Bayou Trilogy instead. Balls? Woodrell's got 'em. Guess I came out on the square.
You made the right decision, Mike.
ReplyDeleteNo doubt about that, David.
ReplyDeletePissed me sides, bud. Top pic.
ReplyDeleteCol, you can paste that one on your refrigerator door!
ReplyDeleteLet us know what the books like, buddy! Always interested in finding new authors.
ReplyDeleteDon't know about his innards being in a plastic bag, that dude should be carrying his balls in one! Ha, cool photo!
Expect an email this week, Mike.
lol, great pic, you still should have gone through with the tennis-ball trick to see how long it took for the police to pop along for a little chat.
ReplyDeleteDB- Don't know anyone who doesn't like Woodrell. You should give him a shot fo' sho'.
ReplyDeleteLee- Either that or I would've gotten quite a few phone numbers. Lol...big balls are in vogue, I tell ya!
Mike, come over here and you'll find loads of peeps who haven't heard of him. Soooooo many books that American writers (like yourself) recommend aren't available over here. I'm on it, mate and thanks!!
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