Friday, October 28, 2005
About Me
- Name: Aunt B
- Location: Nashville, Tennessee, United States
Like Donnell Alexander says, "It's about completing the task of living with enough spontaneity to splurge some of it on bystanders, to share with others working through their own travails a little of your bonus life." But, it's mostly the kind of place that folks looking for "girls and cars" stumble across by accident.
I'VE MOVED. COME CHECK OUT THE MOST RECENT STUFF HERE.
WHERE TO DIRECT YOUR HATE MAIL AND LOVE LETTERS
ALL PROCEEDS GO TO BEER
THINGS I SAID RECENTLY
- The Big Nashville Blogger Meet-Up
- Random Thoughts
- The Butcher Dodges a Bullet
- The Butcher's Brilliant Pick for the Supreme Court
- Short Notes to Various Folks
- The Oxford American Music Issue
- Suicide Saves Us Money (or I read Salon so you don...
- Nashville is Talking Utter Lunacy
- Headed Home
- My Proudest Moment
6 Comments:
I have never eaten at Red Lobster, and now I know why. But I so loved your description of The Butcher/The Server War Of The Shrimp.
We, too, were given our choice of restaurants on our birthdays when young. While my other brothers and I would vacillate between Italian and Mexican joints, the youngest would always choose McDonald's. He dined alone.
Happy B-day to the Butcher, whom, btw, I do not know.
Unless he was that younger guy talking to us at the bowling alley the other night. But I doubt it.
Red Lobster is the ultimate comfort food. You think it's fancy, even though it's drowning in butter and grease and...yum.
Chedder Bay Biscuits anyone?
Happy b'day, Butcher.
Careful. That all you can eat shrimp costs like eleventy eight dollars.
W
Hmmm... The Butcher, Brittney, my daughter, my youngest son, St. Mark, and myriad others... all born in October. Hmmmm...
Oh, yeah. Valentine's Day, it gets ya every damn time. ;)
I'm born in October too, not that it's important.
And I don't think I know the Butcher. Or if I do, he hasn't told me about that nickname.
W
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