Okay, so its five days until the Crockett wedding goes down and I can't put my thoughts together long enough to determine if I've got all of my "groomy things" in order. (Sounds like a title to an episode of Gumby) I've tried to make a checklist, but its so damn hard... (I'm so damn lazy!) Reese says I need to write thank-you cards for the groomsmen. Yeah, just what I'd want if I were in some dude's wedding... A thank-you card. Knowing damn well that I'll be fed to the lions if I don't write them, I'll probably end up writing them tonight. I'm trying to tie in some kind of joke along with a "National Treasure-esque" style of cryptography where I'll lead the groomsmen on an incredible adventure via riddle that will ultimately end in beer. That should be fun. Time to get creative.
I also need to get three quotes from moving companies in order to get my beloved knick-knacks from here to Arizona. I need to have things moved from Oil City AND Coal Center, so I've been trying to rehearse a way to coherently relay this bit of information to the high school drop out who will undoubtedly take my phone call when I ring these moving companies. God, I hate incompetence... (Please, let me speak to somebody who can effectively translate my details into a functional move...)
Monday, July 07, 2008
thank you, now move
Posted by Crock at 9:35 AM
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