12 hours
What a crazy weekend.
Rockabilly boys, lame crowds in Saskatoon, spontaneous road trips, lunar eclipse with a full moon in Scorpio, motels in Regina, Dr. Cutey-Pants Gonzo and his whole extended family, punk rock dancing boys, tequila straight from the bottle, 3 hrs of sleep, 3 wrong turns, and it takes 3 to tango. Black shirts, white shirts, cuffed jeans, and wife-beaters. Soft water, skin, and sheets. White bun turkey butter gas station sandwiches and orange ginger chicken wings, 100 pounds of coffee and cigarettes, and I've never felt better. But it doesn't end here folks, severely discounted tickets for Blue Rodeo and Matt Mays are on the plate for tomorrow night. Can ya keep up? Can ya? Huh?
posted by miss.nicola @ 8:30 p.m.
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2 Comments:
Dr. G finds himself starting to believe in Astology and the strange powers that it holds. Also realizing that he needs tango lessons before the next full moon in Scorpio. Buy the ticket, take the ride.
Never ever doubt the strange and awesome powers of Astrology, Dr. G. To do so would simply be trite.
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