Crappy birthday, J.R. Gach!
He's 54 today! That would be fifty-four (54). Did I mention he's 54? Fat Bastard is vain about his age, so I feel compelled to spread the word. I'm referring to the fat bastard who is 54 today.
J.R. Gach is one of a handful of people I do not afford the luxury of pseudonyms on my blog, because he sucks.
Another whom I will name directly, but NOT because she sucks, is Paddy Kilrain.
Girlfriend is an awesome young singer-songwriter who was injured in a hit-and-run with a drunken driver on Friday night. Please send her prayers, or if you are not the praying kind, good thoughts. She will be OK, thank Deity.
I feel good today despite having just come from a memorial. The deceased is the mother of a friend. I never met her. I am not especially tight with the daughter, although I like her. NiiceDuude and I sat outside with friends, traded bullshit, had fun. I felt like the old, pre-J.R. me at last. Spring weather may have had something to do with this.
Last night we parked cars for a Gordon Bok concert. Gordon is audio Prozac, although he forgot a LOT of words. OldTimer's disease? I certainly hope not. I have moments like that too, and I don't think I have the big A.
May the road rise to meet you ...
J.R. Gach is one of a handful of people I do not afford the luxury of pseudonyms on my blog, because he sucks.
Another whom I will name directly, but NOT because she sucks, is Paddy Kilrain.
Girlfriend is an awesome young singer-songwriter who was injured in a hit-and-run with a drunken driver on Friday night. Please send her prayers, or if you are not the praying kind, good thoughts. She will be OK, thank Deity.
I feel good today despite having just come from a memorial. The deceased is the mother of a friend. I never met her. I am not especially tight with the daughter, although I like her. NiiceDuude and I sat outside with friends, traded bullshit, had fun. I felt like the old, pre-J.R. me at last. Spring weather may have had something to do with this.
Last night we parked cars for a Gordon Bok concert. Gordon is audio Prozac, although he forgot a LOT of words. OldTimer's disease? I certainly hope not. I have moments like that too, and I don't think I have the big A.
May the road rise to meet you ...
posted by niicelaady @ 7:43 PM
1 Comments:
At 4:47 PM,
niicelaady said…
Mrs. Pi, do you remember the show (had to be in January or early February, because that's when I quit listening) when Pi mentioned that JR was turning 54 this year. JR was all, "You son of a bitch! You dump that! And keep it off the podcast!" He sounded genuinely pissed. And I would hear that same irritation/anger when Pi would make some innocent reference to his age (memory failing, etc.)
I like to keep people guessing about my age, too, or at least enjoy their shock when I tell them the real number (luckily, most people do shave off about five years) but I think JR is genuinely vain and maybe a little freaked out about getting older -- maybe he's afraid of turning into Boom Boom Brannigan LOL.
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