Optio, oh, Optio, wherefore art thou, Optio?

I finally, finally, finished decorated my living area. I love it. In total, I hung 10 sketches by my friend and artist par excellence Jason Willome, seven framed black and white photographs by yours truly, and one magical clock that sets and adjusts itself. I even made the hangers for Jason’s sketches using materials from Hobby Lobby. I would post pictures of the place, but, alack, my Optio is still not back from the damn Pentax factory, which wouldn’t cover the repair under warranty, the fuckers. If any of you dropped my camera and didn’t tell me about it, don’t, because I don’t want to know at this point who’s responsible for the “trauma” they said caused the lens cover to fuck up.

Anyways, this is all a roundabout way of inviting everyone to come visit me this weekend. Here’s the notice.

YOU ARE INVITED, FOR ALL TIMES this weekend
WHERE: MATT’S NEW DIGS
3101W. ADAMS AVE. #247
(ADAM’S BEND APARTMENTS, BLDG 11)
Temple, Texas,76504
WHEN: FRIDAY OR SATURDAY, DEPENDING ON WHAT NIGHT WORKS BEST FOR THE MOST PEOPLE. DISCUSS IN COMMENTS OR E-MAIL ME. I say Saturday, then y’all can come up early, maybe we can go to the one bar in town to watch the Longhorns on the big screen, then continue to drink it up afterward.
WHY: BECAUSE I HAVE GOTTEN NEITHER EMBARRISINGLY SHIT-FACED NOR REJECTED BY THE OPPOSITE SEX IN TEMPLE YET
HOW:BY HOOK OR BY CROOK
WHO (to bring):Anyone who knows me but doesn’t read the blog, my good friend LONE STAR, or GIRLS who get their kicks out of shooting down a small-town drunk

As implied above, my apartment complex doesn’t allow kegs, so we’ll have to get halfway to Concord 12 oz. at a time. Not that I expect so many people that we’d need a keg. Maybe, if we get more than six or seven of you up here, we’ll throw some ice and brew in the tub, Sterling-style.

The place won’t be in perfect order, because I haven’t yet purchased my poof chair or kitchen table, but it’s close enough, so you all should come see it. Oh, also, if anyone has any of those nifty folding lawn chairs, you may want to bring them. I own seating for exactly six, not counting my bed.

That’s about it, I guess. I'm gonna take a break from bloggin for a day or two. I've been at it too much.

Now, all I’m looking for is some groupie love.