Friday, September 23, 2005


It's 1:30pm.

I'm still in pjs and flip-flops.

I need to leave for work in 30 minutes.

15 minutes if I want to get food on the way.

Suddenly my "I don't want to get dressed" crisis has become a race against time.

But I'm not running very fast.

In other news, this morning I gave my father the task of finding a new home for my Vikings-Saints tickets for Sunday's game. I got all choked up when I handed them over...NFL tickets are a hard thing to part with. And they were all shiny and pretty.

But, my partner in crime had his flight canceled due to the hurricane. And I don't much feel like going to a the game by myself. (Or, god forbid, with a Vikings fan.) So, hopefully they will find a new family to love them and let them run free in the fields and chase squirrels and whatnot.

I'll probably still be in my pjs on Sunday afternoon anyway.


Blogger Ian McGibboney said...

Damn, Jones, your feet look like I feel about missing the Saints game (and yes, it's a SAINTS game, not a Vikings game)!

September 23, 2005 2:47 PM  
Blogger Flamingo Jones said...

Yeah, they DO like kind of dejected, don't they?

September 23, 2005 10:22 PM  

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