The Springs redux

My opinion, and overall enjoyment, of Colorado Springs has been markedly improved by the fine company of one Mr. Mad Dog. Well, that and a bar named Jack Quinn’s.

I have been without internet access, for the most part, for the last few days. And for a true fucking net junkie such as myself, this is nothing short of a completely bone crushing withdrawal.

I am having a dark personnel moment. And it seems to have lasted four days.

I’m a lucky mother fucker like that.

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About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

3 thoughts on “The Springs redux

  1. …sunshine, lolley pops & moon beam(s)…
    …big ring, yer either psychic or you were in the ‘kit kat club’ last year during the vegas bike show…

    …i gave all three of those chicks a lotta tip money for their ‘dancing’…