Ol’ One Eye
By now I will assume you have all heard about my impromptu performance at the yacht club this weekend with Big Dick and the Extenders. All I have to say about that is, yes, it was a one time appearance, and no, Sabrina and Catrina (with back up from Hays) will not be performing again anytime soon.
I know you're all broken up about this, but think about it: could that moment ever really be recaptured? No. So it is better to let it linger in our hearts and minds, rather than attempt to repeat it.
In other news, a little while ago I went outside, and when I came back into the house, my eye looked like this:
And it's not because of that hair in my eye, either. I'm definitely allergic to something that is blooming right now.
I'm sorry if that photo grosses you out, but life isn't always pretty. And neither am I.
Can I just say it is really hard to write when your eye looks like Anakin Skywalker's after he embraces this dark side? Seriously. No one could work under these conditions.
On the plus side, I am totally bonding with Little Miss You Know Who:
Since we both know the heartbreak of having only one properly working eye.