...

Survival of the Misfits.

I'm moved out, again... but I grabbed a friend.

Gettin' down

with the two-pronged crown

and pissin' green tonight...

Rock 'em hard, Slacky.

Only my strongist brane sells still servyve...

Brains are like terrorist organizations: you can kill off a few cells, but other cells will still operate independently to blow shit up.

Speaking of terrorists,
I'm certainly glad I don't live in Mexico City.

I'll need to drink enough tonight to stop the inevitable nightmares.

We are witnessing a brain cell holocaust in these parts.

Open season,


Thinning the herd,

drowning the little buggers

Son is home from the ME this week for his sistere's wedding Saturday.

Rasberry saison me. It should kill a few weak cells.

All your post are (to be) belong to me.

al you postie tings r (to b)belong tooi .

Drinking Jamesons and now some Rogue beer. Damn South Carolina and their lower alocohol laws. Missing my Belgian brews. Dreaming of some Red Currant beer. I have enough absinthe for my last night night here tomorrow night.

*chirp* *chirp*

Goddamn hiccups!

I'm not drinking a damned thing and here I am at nearly 4AM. Had an allergy attack at 10pm so I had to take a Zyrtec-D, because it was all I had on hand. I fucking hate pseudoephedrine. Maybe I should drink a lot of something promptly so I can fucking sleep already.

I'm drinking, alone, at 4am, and in front of the computer.
Just like old times... I almost miss it.

Do it more so you won't.

I spend most of my nights pissing my life away drinking in bars. When I get home, I'm usually too drunk or too *busy* to sit on the internet.

It's funny how drinking absinthe keeps you up, and gives you that energy to sit around and type 'til the sun comes up

I've been drinking all fucking week you lame bithches

Me too. To bad about the allergies Porkie I hate zyrtek -- makes me depressed.

Yard sale today. We're sellin our assets cheap.

I told him to say that... HA!

Crawling back to bed now...

You may have told me to post it, but I was living it.

Back to bed?!?
Lightweight.



I'm up for the day.

BA-MA-LICIOUS!

I'm craving mimosas.
But I just brushed my teeth.

Guess I should wait a few before heading to the pub.

Called in sick today.

Cough.

Cough.

Sniff

Sniff.

Fuck it’s nice out.

Damn. I have been drunk since 1986. Constantly, be-otch.

Grate. Just like the other night. I'm going to get drunk and then everyone is going to come stumbling in the wee hours...

Fuckers. Now I have them.

I'm hoping to have the hiccups soon.

Been up since 3:30 am my time.
Waited 40 minutes for my hotel room.
Haven't eaten all day.
And the restaurant/bar isn't open yet.

I forgot how much I love coming to Philly on business.

Lots of bars in Philly.

I'm in the burbs.
They have BYOB bars here.

I don't envy you having to be there. I usually BYOB when travelling though, (but on in carry ons anymore).

Since I've been in Vegas,
I find it more and more difficult
to abide by the uptight rules
in every other town, USA.

And tonights dinner selection will be Tramadol & a glass BDF.

You called?

Lousy depressing day.

Good night for drinking.

Lots of good blanche to wash away the blues,


or at least drown the fuck out of 'em.

Funny that.

After drinking nothing but vertes for a month, I have also settled on a couple of blanches tonight.

With a few exceptions,
I always prefer blanches.

Philly ain't so bad tonight.

Bar stayed open later than is was supposed to.
Smoking was allowed.
And the bartender served me after last call,
letting me leave with a beer in my coat pocket.
Very covert.

If you tip like Dinky (and me),
these are the perks.

I was a little freaked out when I realized it wasn't a twist-off,
considering I was never in a fraternity,
but as it turns out, a drawer pull makes a grate substitute.

Bic lighters also.

Switched to vertes.


What can I say?

I once saw a most interesting alternative.


But that was Bangkok....

I was much younger then.

And far more impressionable.

Am I the only one that carries a bottle opener on my keychain?

I just use my teeth or my eye socket.

So you're the one responsible for the sea monkeys. I prefer toilet jellyfish myself.

I keep a bottle opener on my keychain.
Even have a lovely new one.
Silver with the English rose on it.

But my keys were back in Vegas.

And since I flew, no bic lighter.

I thought that was what the keys were for.

I have a bottle opener on my key chain.
It was given to me by a Dutch/Flemish girl that I used to have a huge crush on a long ways back.
She lives in a place called Ternuzen.
It used to have a blue and white porcelain badge with a windmill on it.
The badge crumbled off of it years ago.
I have opened countless hundreds of bottles with it and it has been with me all over the world.
She and I are still very good friends.
We just spoke on the phone the other day.
She called to tell me about her trip to Chicago.
Every time I use that bottle opener it reminds me of her.

Get that crush back, sounds like fun.