Happy USA Day
It's the fourth of July, and Im blogging. How sad. I partied pretty hard last night, then couldn't find my friends on the beach. You should have seen this place! Out of control! There were thousands upon thousands of people on the beach today in PB. Every inch of sand was covered by sunburnt, drunk locals. It was magnificent. Of course, I walked 1000 miles up and down the coast looking for my group of friends. What a disaster. I couldnt tell one drunk white person from the next. Everyone melded into one person. It was like a clone farm. Besides, with 100,000 So Cal women in bikinis, it's hard to remain focused on the goal. So here I am, back at my palacial residence, waiting for these fools to get home. They are all taking the bar at the end of the month, and this was their last hurrah. So, I must partake. See you in about 15 beers.....
On a great note, moving to a new place. Ill post pictures when I get a chance, but the bottom line is: 4th story on the bay, so close to the water that if you jump from our balcony you will land in the sand. Huge bay windows over looking the sunset. Brand new everything, courtesy of the previous residents who made the place so unlivable that their deposit rebuilt our new abode. Four rooms, and around 800 a person. Its genius. I wasnt sure I could swing the financials, but my boys wanted me to live with em so bad, they came through with a little help on the deposit until I can get mine from the current place. All I ahve to do is cook every day. A small trade off.....
I really want to post and post and post and let everyone know how I am doing. Truth is, IM not doing great. Been depressed lately. The wifey called my parents and went over and had dinner with them. OK, here is the catch. She didnt tell me. And my parents didnt ask if it was OK. They just met, ate, caught up on old times. Um, hello, Mom and Dad, this is the girl that ripped out your son's heart and served it to him a fajita. Maybe ask if it will bother me? Cause, um, it freaking does! So great timing. She didnt return my last email. God, she is becoming a real bitch. What did I do? Sigh....
At least Im playing baseball now. Check out www.sandiegosting.com Its the team I play on, and they are run by a guy with a production company or something. They video tape all the games, and take pics and stuff. There are a few of me in the picture gallery, so take a peek sometime. It's a pretty cool deal.
Ok, Budweiser Selig is calling my name. He is sitting to my left, and keeps asking "Arent you going to drink me?" Well, Im a patriotic fellow, so I better start celebrating our birth as a nation the only way a good American knows how....by getting piss drunk. Head...move....now!
Hey, Greece won the Euro tourney. 80-1 underdogs. Where is my bookie when I need him?
On a great note, moving to a new place. Ill post pictures when I get a chance, but the bottom line is: 4th story on the bay, so close to the water that if you jump from our balcony you will land in the sand. Huge bay windows over looking the sunset. Brand new everything, courtesy of the previous residents who made the place so unlivable that their deposit rebuilt our new abode. Four rooms, and around 800 a person. Its genius. I wasnt sure I could swing the financials, but my boys wanted me to live with em so bad, they came through with a little help on the deposit until I can get mine from the current place. All I ahve to do is cook every day. A small trade off.....
I really want to post and post and post and let everyone know how I am doing. Truth is, IM not doing great. Been depressed lately. The wifey called my parents and went over and had dinner with them. OK, here is the catch. She didnt tell me. And my parents didnt ask if it was OK. They just met, ate, caught up on old times. Um, hello, Mom and Dad, this is the girl that ripped out your son's heart and served it to him a fajita. Maybe ask if it will bother me? Cause, um, it freaking does! So great timing. She didnt return my last email. God, she is becoming a real bitch. What did I do? Sigh....
At least Im playing baseball now. Check out www.sandiegosting.com Its the team I play on, and they are run by a guy with a production company or something. They video tape all the games, and take pics and stuff. There are a few of me in the picture gallery, so take a peek sometime. It's a pretty cool deal.
Ok, Budweiser Selig is calling my name. He is sitting to my left, and keeps asking "Arent you going to drink me?" Well, Im a patriotic fellow, so I better start celebrating our birth as a nation the only way a good American knows how....by getting piss drunk. Head...move....now!
Hey, Greece won the Euro tourney. 80-1 underdogs. Where is my bookie when I need him?
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