Well, no book chapter today. They are not exactly chapters, and if I can ever get more than two people to read it and actually publish it one day the whole division will be redone.
Why no new material for my loyal readers? Packing. I hate packing. When we moved from Hawai'i to Virginia the Wife got out of packing up an entire house The one good thing about that was I could have all the cocaine, hookers, and strip clubs I wanted when she left. Oh, and I got to pack up sexy time clothes that she left. I somehow get by with like 8 pairs of underwear (are they technically 'pairs'?) While she could go three damn months of no laundry and still have lacy stuff to wear. Blows my mind.
Now that we are moving again, she was again got out of packing. She and Eva have been in Ohio for almost two months now while I slave away down here, eating frozen foods and sleeping alone. No cocaine, hookers, or strip clubs in Giles. So as I sweat my ass off in this house, meticulously filling then labeling then taping then stacking, only to load them in the uhaul tomorrow and then do it again at Mom's, I hope someone out there will read this and take pity on me and drink several Flying Dog beers for me.
Marriage is equal my ass
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