beer and big sandals

i was afraid this would be lame, but since you won't let me pin you down, i'll open it up and say, hey, i know, let's hang out next...

how 'bout any day next week or sometime through april to may of 2016 when i turn 46 'cause if i haven't met an amazing girl by then i'll quit and become a buddhist monk because that stuff kinda makes sense to me now and meditation could help me deal with the failure and i'm already bald and barefoot and just lazy enough to wear a robe all day. plus, maybe i'll learn to make my own beer. but that's the trappists, right? where do they come from? never heard of "trappism". sounds way shady. bet girls talk to them. chicks dig shady dudes with beer and big sandals.