It’s an investment. Don’t judge.
A lot of people probably don’t realize this, but I invented the half-tuck.
I’ve also invented a new drinking game – Obama Beer Party. The rules are simple – line up shots of your favorite beer, and drink one every time he says the word “Change.” I got loaded during his acceptance speech at the DNC. For advanced drinkers, you can include shots of hard liquor that can be drunk whenever he says the word “Unity.” You may want to consider taking the next day off of work.
I seriously need to rethink how I spend my weekends because having withdrawals on Mondays is getting old. Gina Party’s new house has become a satellite office for Melrose Place. I spent Friday night there – went home to shower on Saturday – back there again on Saturday afternoon – Ozzie’s on Sunday to watch football.
GP was kind enough to purchase a vinyl mattress pad for the bed in the guest room. And by kind, I mean concerned. But I’ve been opting for the plastic air mattress. I sleep down in the basement, and try to buy pay-per-view porn by hacking the pin number to her cable box. Drink, I said box.
I added a photo album from Labor Day Weekend. Crowe Dog worries me.Â
And maybe it’s a little too early to know if this is gonna work. All I know is you’re sure looking good in my shirt.