It's All Jimmy's Fault

My pal and great Trop Rock artist, Kelly McGuire, has a song called Blame it on Buffett which has become my earworm of the day.

Why is that?

It's because I looked at my bank account.

In the past month or so, I've made the following big ticket purchases:

  • Airfare to Milwaukee to see Buffett at Alpine Valley
  • Airfare to Houston to go to the Galveston Bay Parrot Head Clubs' event, Riddles in the Sand
  • Airfare to Key West for the annual Parrot Head convention, Meeting of the Minds
  • 50% deposit on the condo rental for the previous trip

The other costly expense was for a new crown that I can't blame on Buffett but I can blame on granola.

Thankfully, we get paid three times in April or George would have to go short on kitty kibble.

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