Daily wrecks and congestion plague
Daily wrecks and congestion plague the Houston metro roadways. It's continually so bad that the HOV lanes are infected. Get some H-Town commute! I'm typing this on the bus because I'm all jammed up this morning at work and probably won't have time to consider recreational Internet usage. EL is flying to Colorado this weekend to visit a friend. I was considering visiting my grandmother, but I think I have on-call duty for work... which would tie me to the city. I've been in a rut recently. I have nothing much to say. I have a robot routine from day to day that is only made palatable by my wonderful wife who is like an antivenom for the poison I take in all day. I've been listening to a lot of Toadies this week. It's unhealthy for me because it fires me up and I feel like being rebellious. Forget work... let's get drunk and play guitar. Speaking of music, tomorrow night (Friday) is Stan's last gig with the Asylum Street Spankers in Houston... and unfortunately, it may as well be ever. I think he's playing an Austin show on Saturday, but he's retiring afterward for health reasons. Corey left the band a month or so ago to pursue an acting career. I tried like hell to get up early this morning so I could drive in to work, but it was futile. I overslept... a lot. I have a whoppin' $4.00 left on my METRO shared value card. Nifty. One more day to the last day of the week. Can I get an amen?
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