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Ok, so maybe I've been a little "absent" lately. It's not like I've left the planet or pulled a Dave Chappelle or decided to live in the forest or anything, people. I won't use the excuse "I've been spending time with my family" even though that's the truth. I've been working on lots of music, as you all have heard throughout the clubhouse.
Les and I are fine again, so you don't have to worry about rescuing me after a few drinks (Thanks Tanyon.) All my kids are on spring break. It's torture. So it's nice to be in Minnesota, even though we technically lost AND I'm rooming with the beauty queen. (I love you, Alex.) But I am pissed. I make strawberry banana smoothies EVERY MORNING for breakfast. And he USES THEM for his FACE. WHO USES SMOOTHIES ON THEIR FACE?! (He just wants my Bambi complexion.) Other than that, I am BORED. Everyone has had their own little parties EXCEPT the outfield. The four of us are too normal and busy to actually PLAN our hotel parties. Actually, I am watching Meet the Parents as we speak. It's not even a chick flick, what is WRONG with me? I am Bernie, King of Chick Flicks. MAYBE if someone (Sheffy) didn't STEAL my Jerry or Pretty in Pink, I'd have a better time. = ] but no.
Whats there to do in Minnesota, anyway? UGH. If you want to do somethin, just dial. Otherwise I'll be sitting in the clubhouse eating a Big Mac swearing because I can't use Flash's sidekick anymore at the games. I miss Yankee Stadium, even though it's a tad embarrassing they cheer me after every routine play = /.
Oh and I have NOT turned crazy. I was always crazy, I'm Bernie. Bernie's back bitches. [also not a cranky old man. EVER.]
Les and I are fine again, so you don't have to worry about rescuing me after a few drinks (Thanks Tanyon.) All my kids are on spring break. It's torture. So it's nice to be in Minnesota, even though we technically lost AND I'm rooming with the beauty queen. (I love you, Alex.) But I am pissed. I make strawberry banana smoothies EVERY MORNING for breakfast. And he USES THEM for his FACE. WHO USES SMOOTHIES ON THEIR FACE?! (He just wants my Bambi complexion.) Other than that, I am BORED. Everyone has had their own little parties EXCEPT the outfield. The four of us are too normal and busy to actually PLAN our hotel parties. Actually, I am watching Meet the Parents as we speak. It's not even a chick flick, what is WRONG with me? I am Bernie, King of Chick Flicks. MAYBE if someone (Sheffy) didn't STEAL my Jerry or Pretty in Pink, I'd have a better time. = ] but no.
Whats there to do in Minnesota, anyway? UGH. If you want to do somethin, just dial. Otherwise I'll be sitting in the clubhouse eating a Big Mac swearing because I can't use Flash's sidekick anymore at the games. I miss Yankee Stadium, even though it's a tad embarrassing they cheer me after every routine play = /.
Oh and I have NOT turned crazy. I was always crazy, I'm Bernie. Bernie's back bitches. [also not a cranky old man. EVER.]