They say that when God closes a door, he opens a window. I sure hope that God would get his act together and open a few windows or I might just have to continue my practice of throwing bricks through the windows and taking all the bootay for meself. I know I am speaking like Johnny Depp, deal with it. I mean Johnny Depp in the pirate movies, not as Sweeney Todd, because that would be weird. I don't even know what character he plays in Sweeney Todd. A bad guy? I think so. Point is, it would be frightening if I opened a post with "Come sit down in this chair, close your eyes and don't be alarmed by the razor".
Maybe it's just my current state of mind, but it seems that recently the doors that I had expected to open didn't, and some very weird windows appeared. My life is shifting around me. Which is fairly normal, I suppose, but still freaks me out a little bit.
This is my rambly way of saying that sadly, Rob and I did not get into Woodford. WE SHALL NOT BE DISCOURAGED, however. We are still planning on going and will play around the place and at the chai tent (or anywhere else that will have us).
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