It's so fuckin hot and dry on this little patch of weed infested land that I call the middle of nowhere. And fireworks are totally LEGAL!
Put the those two together and yes, this is what you get. FIRE!
My oldest son just got through putting a fire out in the backyard. Thank god I smelled it when I did. Damn fireworks.
On my column in the paper's website, I got my first criticism. Which is fine, because everyone has an opinion, like me. So I like to hear it all. And it was sent in the nicest way from Goodtime Charlie. He think I use too much curse words. Words that the initials are BS and such. He also thinks that I shouldn't write about people getting high and shit like that because I may be influencing young kids to do so. So even though I wasn't offended I had to write a letter to my readers, and here is what I submitted for this week.
For the record I don't think I cuss all that much. If I do, excuse the fuck outta me!