A mess of small words and poor punctuation used to chronicle my life, and the boring things I do and sometimes a thought that usually sounds inspired when written, not read.
Friday, September 22, 2006
Tolstoy and Rolls-Royce
Had a late start at work and got to read like 40 pages, leaning against my tool box, between all the spare engines. I bet Leo never thought never thought his work would be read by a kid from New mexico in Ohio, at his job fixing airplanes.
I still live in clintonville, I try to finish a old bottle of bourbon in early winter, smoke my new Gandalf pipe, and read books. I will soon open a long awaited Port wine and play scrabble.
The person I love the most is my wife, and I like to flood my stomach with coffee.
2 comments:
ol' tolstoy probably never thought his bushy mug would be posted on the same kid-from-new-mexico-living-in-ohio's blog either...
I know you love to read but i can not believe you are reading tolstoy. any way hope this week is better.
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