Shaun Lewis: the Man, the Myth, the Legend

Yes, it’s Wednesday.

Well, I haven’t done very much today. Samantha, my little niece, came over today and we had to take Oscar for a walk to the park. Unfortunately, Samantha is only about 2 years old so we walked close to the speed of glacier. Continents have moved faster than we did. Surprisingly, this didn’t bother me all too much because both Samantha and Oscar are great chick magnets. Together, they are unstoppable. Well, they are sort-of unstoppable. The only problem with this whole plan: there aren’t very many hot chicks in New Lebanon.

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I feel as though I’ve let my last entry age long enough. It now has the fragarance and taste of a vintage wine (perhaps one sold under the “Fat Bastard Wine” label–yes that’s a real label and it was discovered in Meijer by the one and only Jason). It’s kind of interesting that I didn’t update more frequently because I actually had a lot going on at the time; it seems that I like to write nothing about a lot and a lot about nothing.

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It’s 4 a.m. and I have a quick little test for everyone (note: my weekend of doing nothing is in full swing right now). OK–take your right foot and start turning it in a clockwise direction. Now, while doing this, draw a number 6 in the air with your right hand. Your foot will change direction and there’s nothing you can do about it.

I got that little tidbit of information from the Cake website, www.cakemusic.com/you.html. Thanks, Cake.