Yeah, again, not much doing. Tried to do a little, err, work this weekend, but those sad, vague efforts toward progress were derailed by the fans of wretched pop music across the hall. Apparently, if you rent an office where I rent an office, and you run a shitty hair and make-up “business,” you...
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I do love a martini. I love a good martini. Not everywhere will make you a good martini (or maybe they will, but they rarely make me a good martini), so it’s important to know how to make one for yourself. This is what you need to know. Learn it.
Use good gin. It doesn’t...
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My friend Martin died a year ago tonight. This is the last photo of him I’ve got. It’s a shit picture, but there he is, vaguely discernible in the bottom of the frame, being Martin. He was Scottish, you know, and a very sweet bastard. He’s missed, is all.
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She’s too cute, right? Right. I know. Absolutely. You just wanna pinch those jowls.
Anyway, so we’ve got these awful neighbors. A couple. Dude’s old and new money gauche. (Owns both a Ferrari *and* a Ferrari baseball cap, which he wears when he drives his Ferrari to Fairway. True.) She’s discount mail-order bride material. They’re...
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