bar flies who talk to much...

Ever have those days when you just want to go, sit at the pub, have a beer and a salad or some wings and read the paper or a book and then Mr. Freakin-jabber-jaw sits down next to you and starts telling you about how he’s going to make a lot of money selling his house? (Alright, Fuzz, don’t be checking my grammar, it’s late!) Criminy, I muttered some very un-Christ-like words to this guy tonight. I was deeply involved in my USA Today sports section (I only get involved in that when it’s about football (soccer for my American readers (except Mc. B)) and this guy sits down and starts talking about the baseball game. If you know me, you know baseball and me, well, we’re like fire & ice, we know each other exist, but we will never meet this side of 0 degrees K! I didn’t even get to finish that article about the New York Cosmos in the ASL in 1977. oh well, I’ll take home for the J-dawg to read about the World Cup in South Africa in 2010. It’s a good article.

Outside of that, I had a good day at work, it’s going along well, almost done! It’s almost Friday! I had some good beer tonight, Wachusett Blueberry, interesting beer, one pint is enough.

It is 10 PM, I’m tired, I think I’ll bail, not much interesting from me tonight.

BS