Friday, July 27, 2007
Let Me Drink When I'm Dry, A Dollar When I'm Hard Up, Religion When I Die
It’s late. When it's late it’s hard for me not to daydream about what I’m going to do with my money when I make more than 20k. Thinking about those nights last fall when I got home at midnight, after a day of working on my writing samples, teaching, and dealing with the Old World Septuagenarian and Evil Columbo—thinking about those nights, I really can’t wait for when I can afford Talisker and Woodford Reserve instead of Ballantine’s and Jim Beam.