August 7, 2004
Not a Bad Thing
I took The Bride out tonight because it were her birthday. Which I knew that, but had to be prompted to do it.
We went to Lava Grille, of course, because it is open air over the waters, and the music is live, of a sort. The band did their dutiful duty, and played United States Blues by the Dead for the old hen.
I call her that, of course, because we are reaching that disgusting stage wherein she appears much younger than me. I hate that shit, and insist on hearing the oldies as a psychic bitchslap. She sees though it, but who cares?
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