UMTravels

Well, the first item of the day is to “dress” the pie at Swanda’s place. Wow, I’m not sure that can be considered a “pie”:

Then off to the shop for my standard Saturday shift (1:30-4:30), then to Greg and Patsy’s for a glass of scotch, then off to the Faerie Gift Grab (traded woowoo cologne [actually smelled nice] for a tapestry of cows humping and some jam), the a wide goose chase for a hamburger [not for me] on Christmas Eve, and then home to open presents.

The booty:

My motto is “If I can’t read it, eat it, or drink it…”

For tomorrow I go off to make a quiche for the big guy, the maid, and the “other woman”.

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