It was a very wet weekend.
We had some errands to run on Saturday even though it was raining like a hurricane.
So we did what we had to do, got wet, got dry, got wetter, got annoyed, but made it though.
Had an amazing Sunday. And I noticed some new things that made me think.
I’m glad things are going well. It looks better and better each day.
Someone’s head is going to meet this bottle.
On the face of it, the whole thing reeks of violence.
Excusemeimdrinking.com. Think of it a different way. Imagine slogans versus dynamism but with action. Imagine a different lifestyle on the edge of free will and miles from your contemporaries. Imagine waking up each day not with a headache, but without the general tiredness and apathy that comes with the lifetime hangover. I am not talking about turning into Che Guevera here. Although that’s cool if that’s your deal.
I am talking about a level of saucing and good times that is slightly off the center and well within your reach. Think of using off hand cash to travel to Aruba or Vegas or the French Riviera. Your name shows up at one year of the running of the bulls instead of thirty years on a mortgage.
Excusemeimdrinking.com is what you say after a night of saying things in your outside voice to strangers. It is the freedom to say what you want and act out as you choose without the typical guilt of modern society. It is getting laid with women who find you “unique” and “different” even though you are a relatively uncaring asshole. Excusemeimdrinking.com means arriving at White Castle for sliders and fish poppers in a cab, late night. We are not better than you, just cooler and happier. Why haven’t you talked with us yet?
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