Situations...
Chilling with Wil on the patio smoking a cig as we listen to songs and pick out ones for him to play in his acoustic show. Suddenly, Sublime's "Rivers of Babylon" comes on Winamp.
Me: "Hey, you already know What I Got right?"
Wil: "No man, whaddya get?"
5 second stunned/confused silence
Wil slaps own forehead.
It was hilarious if you were there, I guarantee it!
Anyway, had an awesome day! Woke up. Hung out with Wil in his last hours of freedom going through my music collection. His repetoire is going to be rather impressive, so his little one man band should be pretty rockin to see. Then picked up the Midget for a picnic. Had some fun games of tag (man I'm sooooo tired right now), saw the cutest puppy (shut up, it was fuckin adorable so I'll espouse its cuteness all I want!), fed some ducks (and a few very angry geese), and ate dinner at the pond (Nothing really to put in these parentheses, but didn't want it to feel left out). Then met up with the WilSon unit and hung out for the rest of the evening. Calm, relaxed, chill. Days don't get too much better than this.
Oh wait...
Tomorrow - strip club (I'm being forcibly dragged against my will I swear :p) and a BBQ are the only things on my agenda I believe...how's that for a fucking perfect day in the making?