Full Moon

It is 11:30. I miss A. She is at the Crow Reservation. The moon is very full tonight. Tonight I go to Albertsons and pick up a 6 pack of Hornsby's. All by my lonesome I'll drink at least two thirds, or 4, whichever comes quickest. Perhaps all 6. I'll put on my comfortable surgeon's pants and watch Baseball Tonight. Tomorrow (my day off) I hike up a mountain.