Since I've been living on the cheap lately, the highlight of my social life has been the regular grillfest/campfires with Eddie and Rob. And speaking of which, we're on for the same thing again tonight--the brats were so good last week that Rob and I decided to do it again this week. No steaks this time, and since Eddie B has returned home to Phoenix, Dave P is taking his place at the weekly sausagefest. (Hey, I had to say it before one of you jokers lit me up in my comments section). Even Travis the Stoner has returned from touring the Caribbean with a reggae band (Steel Pulse) and will be joining us. It should be a good time, and as soon as I'm done posting this update, I'm off to the grocery store.
Anyhow, while surfing the web today, I ran across a website that offered the latest 'must have' in the Mikey collection. Long-time readers know of my uncanny ability to run my wallet through the washing machine, and those that know me also know that I'm a fan of Pulp Fiction. Well, combine those two things, and what do you get?
This wallet:

For the bargain price of $24.99, I can be almost as cool as Jules Winfield, minus the Jeri-curl and the 9 mm. A real man carries a .45, anyways.
So it's on the way, and the worn out tri-fold that Angy sent me last year will soon be retired. I'm thinking that I may order another one before next March, and offer it up as part of the prize for the winner of the T2V poker tournament.
But then, what would I do with two of the exact same wallets? Heh.
I guess it'll be nice to have a spare once I run the first one through the washing machine.
Mikey
PS. Yes, I know I'm only 13 years late on catching this trend, but what can I say? I didn't start liking Pearl Jam until like 2002 or so.
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