July 08, 2005
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A day of domesticity here at the Butcher's House as we get things ready for the Missus and the Llama-ettes to head off to the beach.
Tomorrow, of course, begins the annual Llama Bachelor Week. The ideal for this week usually involves buckets of range balls, cigars, Guy Movie marathons, good Scotch, heavy workouts, playing the piano well into the evening and just generally revelling in peace and quiet. The reality usually consists of me aimlessly rattling around an empty house longing for the return of the familiy.
Well. We'll see.
Speaking of Llama time-wasters, the other day, I noted how reading a book about the Battle of Britain seemed to improve my WWII air combat computer gaming skills. I wonder if rereading Henry V would improve my British Longbowmen's performance against the Teutonic Knights in Age of Kings.
Not that they really need any help. (Yeah, I'm talkin' to you, Steve-O.)
More later.
Posted by Robert at July 8, 2005 10:18 AM | TrackBackWelcome to Agincourt, Germanic bitches!
Posted by: Bill from INDC at July 8, 2005 11:15 AMYou talking to me?
how exactly do we do this long-awaited throw down, anyway?
Posted by: Steve TLB at July 8, 2005 01:28 PMThe reality usually consists of me aimlessly rattling around an empty house longing for the return of the familiy.
You left out "and doing odd repair jobs that will make them clap their hands in glee when they return." 'Cause you know you will, long about day three if you don't break down before then.
Posted by: tee bee at July 8, 2005 02:02 PMJust think of the culinary delights this week of bachelorhood can bring. Fried Twinkies, steak for breakfast lunch and dinner. Brats for between meal snacks.
I'm talking a week of artery cloggin' goodness that it'll take until next year to recuperate from.
Posted by: phin at July 9, 2005 02:57 PM
