No pumpkin picture again today. Sorry. Busy. Later.
Although really, I don’t know when. I’ve got lots to do in the next two days, and then! The fabulous Gay/Lesbian Dinner Dance to benefit our local AIDS Task Force! On Saturday night! With Alex! I thought I’d have time to shop for a new dress — you know how sharp-eyed those fellas are — but alas, I didn’t have time. I’ll have to settle for shaving my armpits. Alex is wearing the same suit he wore the last time we went, two years ago; it’ll have to do for me, as well.
By Sunday, things should settle down. We’ll see about that.
In the meantime, here’s this: Our friends John and Sam swung through town the other day, and when they left, I noticed they’d left a bottle of wine behind. Something called Charles Shaw — merlot. OK, whatever. I stuck it in the wine rack. Only later did I realize it was a bottle of the famous Two-Buck Chuck, sold exclusively at Trader Joe’s, which, needless to say, we don’t have around here. Market price: $1.99 Bargain? Ohhhhh, yeah. I’ve paid four times that much for a single glass of far worse.
So go find some. Me, I’ll be back Sunday. Sober!