Wednesday, May 9, 2012

stuck in the middle

writing to me ol mate Sam, currently teaching English in mainland China. We go back to 1989, and were roomies for 3 yrs. 'gimme the fuckin keys, muthafucka!' the Usual Suspects..

hey man,

Been watching republic of doyle on the cbc.ca website, i doubt you can get it there, but its a good hoot, esp. if you have known some Newfs.

Workin 41 hrs/wk., makin about 700 plus bonus so 600 after Harpo tax, na sa bad. Its work, it pays for me beer and the fenced yard for Walter. Barb is back at the job hunt, she is slimmer all the time, in fact lighter than she has been since her 20s. She is good, smart as hell, and both scots n slav, so we communicate.
Got 4 diff kinds of beans comin up, 2 kinds of basil, and two pots of Early bird tomaters. The back yard is in good shape, got fucko's vinyl couch out of there, left the good couch for Walt n me. Major dirt-pot garden in train. Tables for growin things by the garage.
I took a mental health day from work today, am on  beer # 19 and not even wobbly. Had one of my evil headches comin on, took action with beer (painkillers I just barf up) and oddly, 3 litres of beer works better.
My old bud Dave (known since age 5) is comin in for a short visit this weekend. He gave up the sauce cuz his liver crapped out. Our other friend Dave might have averted some pain that way, but he's a stubborn bastid.
Anyway, just wanted to shoot a flare, let you know me, ol Walt and my good woman Barb are all well.

all goodness, my friend.

Gordonski

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DohRa9lsx0Q&feature=endscreen&NR=1