- Repeat myself ad nauseum. I can just tell the same stories over and over. When I begin talking, people will roll their eyes and think to themselves, "Here he goes again with that fucking rooster story. Let it go, man. It's just poultry."
- Become freakishly silent. I will sit by myself in the corner, avoiding eye contact, ruing the day I started this blog.
- Take another long distance bus trip. That would provide me with sufficient fodder for a few more years.
Monday, November 20, 2006
"Did I Tell You About the Time I...?"
So what happens when I finally blog all my good stories? What will I talk about at dinner parties? As I see it, I've got three options: