08-22-2020, 04:26 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-22-2020, 04:28 PM by Drunk Monk.)
Hanging in the empty smoking section (ironic for the time) of the Hyatt regency. It’s shady and I just took Yuki for his constitutional walkie. Stacy isn’t feeling well - travel + smoke toxins = headache.
Made a market run . Huge lines at Whole Foods & TJs so did a quick drive by into raleys. Got me some nite cheese. Whiskey nite cheddar.
Tara & Bri came by earlier with Bottles (Bri’s pup). The pups are buds from Stacy’s prior trip. Both peed in our room.
Who’s idea was it to store propane tanks in the smoking area?
Made a market run . Huge lines at Whole Foods & TJs so did a quick drive by into raleys. Got me some nite cheese. Whiskey nite cheddar.
Tara & Bri came by earlier with Bottles (Bri’s pup). The pups are buds from Stacy’s prior trip. Both peed in our room.
Who’s idea was it to store propane tanks in the smoking area?
Shadow boxing the apocalypse