Marching forward...

Home from the pub...and I have a web address that I can still actually read!

Though a couple of the patrons declared that they would wish me to stay, I declined. Some parts of me hate my day job...that "must get up at 5:30" crap. I have some things to deal with that I wish I didn't. Dont we all?

So, here I sit...waiting for dinner to finish cooking. Wondering if the hangover will manifest itself. Usually it doesn't. But tomorrow might be a brand new day.

Here's to Jenn and Biff and Shawn. The 3 that kept me smiling all night. Just when I thought the night would end, Jenn (2 n's?) rolls up and claims a stool.

And so Asparagus P Fartblaster is tagged. Those in the know, know.

And I love you for it. OK. I have to go to eat and sleep now. Yes, time for food, then bed. Nite, kids...I love you all.

-Rich