In case you didn't notice, it's Monday. Beerman is in Oregon, doing his Beerman thing, so C-man, the dogs and I are on our own. So far so good... I have a book club meeting tonight, so C-man is with a babysitter for a few hours. We're discussing
Peyton Place. I hate going to book club meetings when I thought the book was crap, but here goes nothing. Can someone please explain to me why this trashy crap was such a sensation in the 60s?
In funnier news, Boy George is on trash duty. I wonder if he's serenading the other inmates while picking up the trash.
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