Tuesday is seemingly the new deadline of many weeks.
The unknown weekend is looming ... yet there is still time to do something about it. Tuesday.
Shall I ... or ... we ... do anything about it? ... maybe? ... maybe not ... depends upon the drinking. Planned or otherwise.
Tuesday drinking is a natural given ... you probably drank Sunday ... yet perhaps cinema and/or gluttony ate through your moments instead ... and so somehow... inexplicably ... no alcohol was consumed ... and no abuse occurred. Hey!! It could happen Alex!!
So anyway ... Tuesday was lucky for the High Desert ... because we determined we must go there. Ha ... assuming our presence isn’t too disruptive ... we hope to visit Mom ... Lola May ... my one and only Mother. The greatest Mom of all time ... Ha ... you assume I’m biased .. and yes ... I am ... yet the fact remains. ... she is a better a mom than I ever deserved ... or you ... yah ... you don’t deserve her either.
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