Sunday
Dry
No beer, wine, or liquor to be found in this dry county in this Bible-belt state. But everyone is popping Oxycontin, Darvocet, or Xanax at the first sign of trouble. God bless.
Shed
Set up a writing space in my in-laws' storage shed. Next Christmas at the in-laws is going to smell like my cheeseburger/coffee farts. Happy holidays!
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