It's Nuts

Yesterday, in the comments section, Renn asked a few questions concerning my job at The Parthenon (it's obvious she did newspaper layout "in the old days" too.)

Which width tape did you favor on the layout board?
M1, all the way.

Also, did you prefer the straight edge or the 'jazzy' styles?
Straight - my mitred corners were effin’ TIGHT.

Which music did you favor in the editing den? "WE" were Toad the Wet Sprocket fanatics...] We listened to all kinds of stuff, mostly alternative. Sometimes, I brought in Dead Kennedys and forced them all to enjoy that.
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A Funny From This Morning:

The Evil Twin sleeps in the all-together and just throws on a robe when he gets up. He was sitting across from me this morning with his left leg bent at the knee and on top of his right leg, so I had a bird’s eye view of what’s underneath the robe.

I motioned to his sagging sack o’ seeds, pointed and said, “Hey, honey - you sat in some gum.”
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Confession time:

While dining with my blog buddies recently, I became aware of the fact that while I am politically the most conservative (and only Republican) of the bunch, I am also probably the most unusual and unorthodox of them.

With the exception of PCP and Quaaludes, I’ve done every other drug I can think of. I’m sure I’m missing some I haven’t done, but I’ve done all the big ones, and some of the less known ones, too. I suppose I can admit this because it’s been years since I’ve done anything more than drink too much from time to time and seeing as how I’m over the legal drinking age, I’m good there.

With the exception of parachuting from an airplane, there isn’t much I haven’t done in my life at all - at least of the things I wanted to do and a few I wasn’t sober enough to differentiate want from not. I’ve always been impetuous.

Oddly enough, I never fell into a bad situation with any substance - except alcohol. I’m a recovering alcoholic. But, I’m not one of those freakazoid types who feels that engaging in the behaviour again - ever at all - is wrong. In fact, I am working on becoming simply a social drinker.

So far, I’ve been successful. And that’s been since early February. I’ve cut down to almost nothing in the drinky-poo department. It sucks for me, but hey, my liver is a happy camper.