I haven’t Much to Say


However, when you have eightof those mini-Baileys because you hurt your back rightbefore a cruise, you can not only sing but all your struming hangups with the guitar are resolved.

I so rock.


3 responses to “I haven’t Much to Say”

  1. Ah, now I understand all the typos in the replies to the comments in the last post! (What? I read things in order, doesn’t everybody?)Having seen what one glass of wine does to my typing skills, I reckon the police should use The quick brown fox on keyboard as a sobriety test. Beats walking the white line any day.Garyn???

  2. Impressive, I only had 3 of those on NYE, and I was pretty relaxed! Of course, I was drinking other stuff, too. I remember being so happy to discover that it was a 4 pack, instead of a 3 pack, like I thought!

  3. Big Dot – Now I fear that any typo will make you think I’m drunk.Tami – What’s odd is that it didn’t progress through my body. It was still in my stomach at 4 am. And then at 4:05 it was not.

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