He kept trying to torment me the rest of the day by saying there were crabs all over the place. Didn't work half as well as his torturing me about my probable tick infestation in the woods of Virginny. I was swatting myself frantically clear from the Great Smokies to the Big Bend.

Hope there weren't any ticks, especially in
the Big Bend!

I inspected it thoroughly.

Looks like you're the one with a bit of a tic, chum.

That edited quote should read-
"My fine white ass."

I just found out the place I've been working at for 14 years just got bought out...
by a piece of shit. How nice of them to wait until the last minute... I'm FUCKED!!!!

So everyone I've taken care of, myself included, is now completely screwed!!!

I'm drinking scotch and beer like it's water. I'll see you all someday if I ever sober up!

Easy there Honcho
you still got us!

Yikes, that blows.
Now you'll have some free time during the winter.

Which leaves him no hope at all.

Sounds like it's time to open up your own place.

Time to move.

Butt not to the NW, please!

I'm sorry, Dinky. I know how that feels. I started drafting memos in crayon to relieve my angst. My eventual quit letter said I was going back to school and thanked the boss for my "newfound interest in abnormal psychology."

Leave no bridge unburned.

Best bridge-burning I ever saw:
My old boss at Disney comes back from lunch to find that her ex-friend, who had just quit, had left a table-knife on her desk with the note:
"Found this in my back, figured it must belong to you."

Exemplary.

Like being a nonunion design fag wasn’t enough ammo for me.

Ha!
If I crossed a picket line, would that make me a Scab Fag?

Homeless and hungry, will work for Disney.

You still got that friend at the Hard Rock, Dinky?

Is that Fredie doing the background music on your Myspace page?

That beefy photo could totally land him work as a gay porn star. He really knows how to "smoke" those "stogies". Probably easier hours than running a bar too.

Seriously though, hope you work it out Dinky. Maybe this is the push you need to get a better gig anyway.

I’m just glad he lost the weight and gave up on the Elvis impersonator/barnyard porn thing.

Guess you didn't buy enough vids to support him.

Dinky has 76 imaginary friends on MySpace. It seems the whole state of VT is registered.

We've all been there Dinky. Here's to hoping something bigger and better drops into your life.

Stripper tits?

He already has those.


You've obviously never seen him pole dance.

Correction then,

Stripper Lips?

And how exactly do you mean that?

Apologies,
I misread "life" as "lap".
Continue.

Been a long time ince I burned the waggon. Well, since Monday any way.

I came home and started weed eating the yard tonight, then switched to the riding mower to do the front yard. Drank a 22 oz glass of 60 Shilling while working. Slight phenolic note to it, duh, it is a scottish!

Supper was steamed vegetables and brown rice with a glass of vert.

After a shower I started on beer. Another 60 Shilling and a glass of Rasberry Saison.

I dug out a bowl of fresh salsa and spiked it with a teaspoon of Hab sauce. Man that shit is hot. Goes good with chips and Guyere cheese.

Bottle of Syrah, now half way thru a bottle on Pinot. Guess I'd better get something to eat.

Heading out to Santa Ynez to restock the wine supply in the morning. I'm down to a case which is dangerously low.

I can picture you, Gimpy, enjoying that fine meal in your ivory tower...

Many glasses of beer later I'm on to an American Bitter, and off to bed.

Niters all.

That camper looks like one hellofa deer stand.

I keep going to the pub,
trying to exercise judgment,
but the fuckers keep buying me pints.

And since I'm now everyone's adopted daughter,
I can't seem to get out of there with a damned bar tab.

I'm not ungrateful, just feeling useless.

2 bottles of wine & a couple beers last night. I've felt better.

I'll resist the temptation to photoshop you into the "Abby's Funbags" picture.

Ha!

Does that mean there is a pedophile convention in town?

More like an incest convention.

I often hear,
"I love ya like a daughter.
That I'd like to fuck."

I'm drinking "real beer" from Greyboy.

Mmmm, Good!

Yet another visitor yesterday, so back to the Strip for me.
I was forced to shop in the Aladdin.
All was not lost, though.
I did see the world's largest Big Ugly Shirt.
Ah, if only 1900 could see this.

Yowza, nothing like drinking at work. Boss just whipped out a bottle of 15 year old Macallan to celebrate a recent legal victory. The 20 of us here killed it in 10 minutes so he's off to get another one. This day is going to go by much faster now....

Sounds like a great boss!

Mine doesn't share.

But still finishes it in 10 minutes.

I can't begin to tell you how much fun he can be.

I'm not working anywhere where I can't drink at work.

I didn't say I can't, just that the boss isn't sharing.