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This should be me lying there enjoying the Summer of Benny. Instead, I find myself writing during my lunch hour.Â
I used to own a framed copy of today’s picture but  accidentally left it at the condo when I split with my drunken ex-girlfriend. I also left my bike helmet but decided it would be easier to replace both items than listening to her slur profanities at me.
I took a long nap on Sunday. And by nap, I mean passed out. Tom d G called around Noon and said he still had about $300 worth of alcohol in his system and needed to keep the ball rolling. So, instead of spending the day doing laundry, I found myself drinking the afternoon away and fell asleep around 5:00. Luckily, I awoke at 8:53, just in time to catch Entourage.
Monday morning -  hung over and still no clean underwear. Sweet.
I was able to make a batch of Taco Soup before I got tanked. The recipe is the only thing my aforementioned ex-girlfriend gave me. Well, that and chlamydia.
Tramps like us…
Benny