Almost There
I got back into KAF for my final roto four days ago. At only 16 days long, you’d think this one would fly by but the delicious prospect of soon being a hobo has slowed subjective time to a crawl. Luckily, I have the crafting of this pointless compendium of KAF ridiculousness to help pass the time so read on as I tell you about KAF goings-on as if I still give a fuck. Continue reading
I’d say I don’t like Mondays but everyday is pretty much the same here. Some people like to say that in KAF “everyday is Monday”. This isn’t really appropriate as that would suggest that you’ve just had two days off. For those of us who work everyday, each day is more like Wednesday. A sort of really shitty Wednesday in the middle of a 56 day week. Today was a typical KAF Wednesday…there was some KAF-good stuff and then some bad stuff. I like to end these blogs on a high “I think I can tolerate another few weeks” note so let’s start with the negatives. Continue reading
I wonder what kind of food this place has?
J and I had been hearing rave reviews for the Asian Style Food place on the board walk so, in the mood for something non-DFAC, that’s where we went to dinner a couple of nights ago. The first dilemma we had to deal with was how to get there. You may have picked up on the fact that J is kinda health conscious; he works out, watches what he eats and even reads diet and exercise books. You may have also surmised that I’m pretty much relying on genetics and a tape worm to maintain my skinny svelt, yet wiry, physique. Consequently, I take a lot of ribbing because I drive everywhere, including to dinner. I figure, if god had meant man to walk he wouldn’t have invented the internal combustion engine. Of course, everyone else tags along with me in the vehicle but it is, somehow, always my idea to drive. Continue reading
Just DFACS Ma'am 