Sunday, August 27, 2006

Last Man Standing (Or Down...?)

Steve-o and Jenny left Searcy this morning for New Jersey, leaving me the last one (somewhat ironically...) in Searcy. Thank goodness. This town needs to fade except in select memories.

Also, thanks to a further development last evening that involves Danny, all the Elliotts need to get in touch with the Bairds about January.

I'll be here another couple of weeks, depending on a few rather important personal questions, and I will be drinking heavily to make that time pass swiftly, so please send money.

P.S. I thought Graceland was a monstrosity in Memphis? (Although not as monstrous as Graceland Too, which Taylor and I had the privilige of visiting with Luke Duncan the night before the duke's wedding: http://www.roadsideamerica.com/attract/MSHOLgracelandtoo.html if you need to know).

4 Comments:

At 8/27/06, 6:01 PM, Blogger Taylor said...

Part Elvis celebration, part insane asylum. Remember how the man's false teeth flopped around in his mouth? Scary.

 
At 8/28/06, 12:16 PM, Blogger Jo Jo said...

Jonathan, you insult me on so many levels. Am I to assume that your self-pitying proclamation of loneliness while still in Searcy indicates I am no longer a suitable companion? It would appear that the hookah pipe temporarily in my possession was the only motivating force for you in our social interactions. Furthermore, please quit pretending that you know everything before anyone. Although it is often true, your presumptions irritate. I happened to have received an email from my father relating to the nuptial plans of our dearest cousin.
Finally--and this appplies to all of you--may I suggest that you all treat Ashley with a little more love and respect. She's about to embark on some treacherous travels and if anything were to happen (ie dragon consumption, imprisonment in a dungeon) I think you would look upon your unkind words with regret.
Cheers.

 
At 8/28/06, 5:14 PM, Blogger Jonathan G. Reinhardt said...

Jojo:

Suitable or not, I love you dearly. I was talking about The Boys, of which I note you aren't one.

But hey, I can't even buy you a cup of coffee. So what am I supposed to do?

Plus it's mainly who you live with... I couldn't stand it. Come to my place.

P.S. I did know about D. earlier than you... as in, while it happened. So there. Don't question me.

P.P.S. If Ashley consumed a dragon, I'd be proud.

 
At 8/28/06, 6:23 PM, Blogger Ashley said...

yum.

 

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