Me and Bobby McGee (and my big mouth)

I’d say that the sole consolation — if there is one — a grammarian can have upon waking to remember she spent the previous night yammering incessantly about personal matters to a near stranger is that he was probably drunk, too. Sigh.

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3 responses to “Me and Bobby McGee (and my big mouth)

  1. I hope there is no guilt about yammering to a bartender. Like you site. And definately the skyscrapers with that dress. Enjoy

  2. SLS

    Nope. No guilt whatsoever. I was undeniably sober at that point in the evening!Enjoyed meeting you, by the way. But I can’t decide whether I’m disappointed that your name isn’t spelled like the beer. 😉

  3. SLS

    And, alas, it seems the wind has picked up some. It may be a jeans and boots sort of night. I’ll save the dress for another occasion.

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