Another weekend down the hatch and the star of the show was yours
truly after I got a little carried away on Friday. I actually was corrupted
by several regular customers who decided that we should drink shots
and shots and shots. They didn't understand that I already had downed
two bottles of Sauvingon Blanc that evening. They didn't understand
until I began to spray all of them with the water gun, then myself, and
then announce loudly that I was going to burn down my house when I
got home. Apparently I also was almost sucking my thumb and whining
about wanting to 'just live with mom and dad forever'. All I can say is I
only have to speeds when drinking: Drunk or out of control.
Saturday was a little more controlled after I learned of my
misadventures. Captain Jack brought a cool band in that had some
great singers and little brother Dan got some time in with them on the
harp. The lead singer was a strange dude because everytime the band
would break(which was alot) he would immediately become wrapped up
with his woman. She was crying and obviously on some kind of narcotic
that gave her that wide eyed, nobody's home look. He would just hold
her as she wailed for twenty-thirty minutes at a time. Alot of the time he
was looking at me, watching them, and would smile at me like this was
normal. Strange lot.
Big news for the New World Headquarters: We have a working toliet and
shower. Uncle Plick finished up the septic system and Super Dad got
everything hooked up pronto. While I haven't taken a shower yet I can
report that the toliet works and I can begin living like a modern human
again. If can remember how..........
truly after I got a little carried away on Friday. I actually was corrupted
by several regular customers who decided that we should drink shots
and shots and shots. They didn't understand that I already had downed
two bottles of Sauvingon Blanc that evening. They didn't understand
until I began to spray all of them with the water gun, then myself, and
then announce loudly that I was going to burn down my house when I
got home. Apparently I also was almost sucking my thumb and whining
about wanting to 'just live with mom and dad forever'. All I can say is I
only have to speeds when drinking: Drunk or out of control.
Saturday was a little more controlled after I learned of my
misadventures. Captain Jack brought a cool band in that had some
great singers and little brother Dan got some time in with them on the
harp. The lead singer was a strange dude because everytime the band
would break(which was alot) he would immediately become wrapped up
with his woman. She was crying and obviously on some kind of narcotic
that gave her that wide eyed, nobody's home look. He would just hold
her as she wailed for twenty-thirty minutes at a time. Alot of the time he
was looking at me, watching them, and would smile at me like this was
normal. Strange lot.
Big news for the New World Headquarters: We have a working toliet and
shower. Uncle Plick finished up the septic system and Super Dad got
everything hooked up pronto. While I haven't taken a shower yet I can
report that the toliet works and I can begin living like a modern human
again. If can remember how..........
