I encountered an inordinate amount of ******** today. Reminded me of the old Raylan Givens’ quote, and got me thinking that maybe I’m the *******.
Lawyers are just ******** - plain and simple. Even if you’re not naturally an *******, you have to become one in order to do your job effectively. What a **** profession.
Got cute at the taco place/tienda today and bought a package of “chorizo de res.” Came home and started cooking it up in the skillet. Noticed that it smelled like **** and was basically all fat and grease. Then I looked at the ingredients: beef salivary glands, lymph nodes, and cheeks.

MFing “cheeks.” Wtf. Dumped that **** down the disposal and ordered a pizza.
Had to drive to Eastern Kentucky for work and the rental company upgraded me to a new Nissan Maxima for free. Not a fancy car by any means, but compared to my 11 year old 4Runner, wow, what a pleasure to drive. Forgot what it was like to properly take a corner.
The work week after a vacation is such an emotional rollercoaster. On Monday you’re looking at homes, schools and job postings online convincing yourself that you could actually move to the place you just vacationed. Then on Tuesday you start to realize that’s a pipe dream but you’re hanging on to hope. And then come Wednesday you’re resigned to working until retirement in a midwestern ********. Then on Thursday you can at least get drunk.
Speaking of which, not sure I’ve ever seen a distillery with as distinctive and unique of a house flavor as Willet. Tastes like maybe it’s due to a funky yeast. Their whiskey is more of a dead giveaway than any other distillery other than maybe Beam. Not totally sold on it, but I give them props for having character.
That’s enough. The first Delta Force is about to come on a **** cable channel. Have a good evening and weekend, Gyero.