
All was quiet on the desert front as I left the Coral Sands, sadly and slyly, at 4:45 ayem. As I slank through the gate, all the suspicious characters were sleeping soundly rather than lurking. And all the Christmas decorations were safe.
This blog used to be called "Why I Can't Stop Smoking." Well, I did stop smoking. Now I need to stop drinking. The only thing is, every day there seems to be a reason why I can't just yet. It worked before, so—here goes! Today's reason
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Maybe I should book your room. We are being threatened with eviction again.
Enjoy your America! Create a National Park, then pretend it's the Alamo.
I have my .48 calibre rifle loaded. Bring 'em on!
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