Bingley The Hutt Kind Of Day

I was planning on driving over to Geno’s today for lunch, but after all we ate and drank last night I may never eat again.* I just want to lounge here on the couch all day, watching the slave girls dance.
Which I don’t have.
But I do have a loudly snoring LabraDork next to me, so that’s a reasonable substitute, I guess.
*”again” being defined as “until my belly rumbles.”
Which it is doing now…

3 Responses to “Bingley The Hutt Kind Of Day”

  1. Gunslinger says:

    That pretty much sums up my plans today, minus the Labrador.

  2. Kate P says:

    Once you’re on the couch with the labrador(k), it’s hard to get back on your feet again. . . except for the lure of more food and drink!

  3. nightfly says:

    Incidentally – thank you very much for the invite! I was up to my elbows in sanding and priming all weekend* and thus did not approach a keyboard for the entire time. I’m sorry I missed the call, even if you didn’t actually go.
    On the bright side, someday we may have an oven instead of a hole in the wall, and you can do a “What I’m Eating” on the road edition.
    *No fooling – I still have a streak of primer on my forearm that won’t wash off.

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