The two recent sock posts got me thinking about one of my older posts History of socks. So I decided to plug it, unfortunately one of the links is dead the second one still works though.
Now I will shut up about socks for awhile.
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So I went to The EARL Tuesday night. I had dinner with some friends earlier that evening and prior to dinner I had a beer so I had a taste for it. I told myself one beer only which turned into two which turned into three but I did stop myself then. As I was paying my tab close to midnight two of the bartenders asked where I was going, assuming I was going to see a concert or another bar since I was leaving so early. As is obvious from my previous posts I know I need to stop hanging out so much but that conversation really hit home. Basically people confirming my suspicions.
On a side note one of the bartenders wouldn’t let me see the mini bat behind the bar, granted that was probably a good move on his part. He said I’m banned from all weapons, anything pointy, anything edible and something else that I can’t remember now.
This morning there was a pair of tube socks sitting on my desk. At first I though an ex-girlfriend put them there but she knows I don’t wear tube socks, plus she isn’t here today. Could it be because of this post: Renegade Fashion? If so, that’s funny as hell. As in actually funny, not sure that hell would be funny I guess it could be depending on how strange you are.
Update: The blog joke has been confirmed, good one Scott!
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