southern comfort


Last night, in the rain, Gary and I played backgammon under a tarp at Joey’s. I drank rum. He drank tequilla. The same as it ever was. How can you beat a rainy day, a great friend, thunder, and board games? I’ll tell you how. Fried chicken and waffles. Go ahead, add some grilled cheese. I am in lust with comfort.

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