No time for pleasantries today- Football's back (Boner!), Reggie Bush is gone (sad little chub), I'm missing work and heading down the river in 30 minutes(Insta-Boner!) leaving The Wife and baby at home (flaccid) to start smoking two Boston butts for the rest of my family and my brother who is in town (PERMA-BONER!). I also made Hooker's pasta salad last night to go wtih it, so kudos to her. Plus- mango mojitos (Pubs-turn-blonde-and-grow-three-feet-Super-Saiyan-Boner!). Yay! But enough of that, yall know the drill- boobs, butt, good times. Fetch 'em up!
Going to a pub for lunch with my favorite work drinking buddy called Samuel Smiths. Gonna be a good afternoon.
Sister is coming up with my two nephews (one of whom I've yet to meet) today! Dinner is low and slow dry rub ribs with the fam. Unsure of the plans for tomorrow, but you bet your ass I'm chilling with my nephews!
I'm taking a half-day to get my drunk on with the boys from the office before I leave for camping. Which basically means I'm going to sit at my desk for the next four hours and pretend to work while I dream about beer.
Just so you know, your pasta salad is great. Although I changed up a few things, namely roasting my veggie due to bad weather, adding chopped artichoke hearts and hearts of palm instead of olives (one of the only foods I can't stand), adding red onions cooked down in red wine vinegar and butter, subbing roasted cherry tomatoes for the sundried 'cause thats what I had, and throwing in some lump crab meat that I had lying around. I never thought I'd say this, but here goes: You did a fine job, hooker!
I want to try it with chopped artichoke hearts! Love. I'm good for more than just tits and masturbation posts - you know.
You should all make the salad and go to your BBQ's and pool parties and tell all your friend that you brought "Hooker's pasta salad." Your parents will be so proud.
Why'd they ship Reggie out of New Whoreleans? Spoiler Couldn't swim. Xgames last night, Pastrana broke his right foot and right leg on a nasty fall. Not sure what events are going on tonight but I'm sure it'll go well with beer and bbq. I'm glad football is back on. My Patriots could be pretty tough to beat. Unfortunately, it came at the expense of the Bengals, who I like as well.
Can't believe they got Ochocinco AND Albert Haynesworth. The 2007 Patriots are going to be AWESOME. School all day, cleaning out my old apartment that I haven't lived in for almost 8 months while drinking with the old roommates, then The Doctor and I are having a good ol' fashioned date night: grab a nice dinner, some drinky dranks, then stumble into Crazy, Stupid Love (which I'm not embarrassed in the least to say, I've been looking forward to seeing). Go home, make some grunting noises while behind her, pass out, sleep in. Get after it, y'all.
I recently cut back on my alcohol consumption, in an attempt to save money and improve my health. (And try to discover how to have fun without a buzz again (side note: This has been pretty successful)) Blue Dog has a kid and a wife to support, yet he seems to chose to be drunk still. This makes me feel like I have done something wrong in life.
Saturday night is going to be...interesting. I'm going to a bonfire where there are going to be a bunch of people who LARP. I'm bringing a 45qt cooler, and that'll be just to keep my thirst quenched.
Given how much I drank when I was in Newfoundland last week, I'm probably going to lay low this weekend. Just kidding. The wife and I are going on a tour of the Distillery District tomorrow and following it up with yet another drinking night.
I have had this song in my head for two days. Monday's a holiday in Ontari-ari-ario, so I'm parking my ass on the patio and drinking mojitos for three days.
Angel, I think that since a) you're local b) you make mojitos, and c) I'm an alcoholic you should invite me over to play.
I am headed up Pikes Peak on the cog railway in about two hours. Then I get to spend twenty hours driving home with the twin terrors plugged into their iPhones. No beer for me this weekend, but I do get to see the southwest and that is always a joy.
Hooker, I think that since a) you're local b) you like mojitos, and c) you have lovely boobs you are more than welcome to come over and play. Bring limes.
Beerfest is next weekend. Is it sad that I spend half my summer waiting for it to come around every year?