Okay, so.

[rich_harden]

Last night was completely insane. So insane, in fact, that I probably shouldn't discuss it here. All I'm saying is thank God for nipple piercings

Comments

[mark_prior]

You really feel the need to mention the nipple rings publically?

So when you comin' to a football game, huh? I might even have a good occasion for company in a few weeks...

[rich_harden]

I didn't mention them that publically. Who the hell reads my journal anyway? No one cares.

I saw about the house--congratulations. I'd love to see it. Um. I'm actually planning on being busy the next couple of weeks, but maybe afterwards? I have yet to meet this giant teddy bear of a dog Marty's told me about.

[mark_prior]

I don't know what you're talking about. You'll have to be careful around him, he's extremely ferocious.

[five9onthebooks]

Ferociously sweet. Rich, the dog is the size of an elephant and he loves to snuggle. Really.

[rich_harden]

Dude, I totally figured. Zeus is like Mark himself. Really.

[five9onthebooks]

Mark doesn't flop on you quite like Zeus does. At least he's never flopped on me.

[rich_harden]

Mark flops. He looks like such a tough guy, but he loves a good snuggle. Like Zeus, I presume?

[five9onthebooks]

Zeus... I think that dog, if he could, would sell his soul for a belly rub.

[rich_harden]

I don't think Mark would sell his soul, no, but I don't think he's beyond possibly whining for it.

[five9onthebooks]

He's gonna clean your clock when he reads this, man. You better run.

[rich_harden]

Dude, he already has it in for me when I mentioned that he looks hilarious bowling. He threatened to kick my ass at both bowling and golf. So. I'm already done for, might as well have some fun while I'm at it.

I have a question for you, though. Your Thanksgiving Day party? Who's all going, exactly? Because I might, um. Not be able to go.

[five9onthebooks]

Everyone who wants to be there will be there. You can bring your... I guess he's just Huston? I haven't met him. But don't leave him in the house by himself.

Beyond that, don't worry. I'll make sure everyone is comfortable, even if I have to blow this season's salary on liquor to do it.

[rich_harden]

Yes, he's just. Huston. I mean. He's not just Huston, not anymore, but. I don't know his title. Or if he has one. You don't have one with Ker, do you? So no title. I'm babbling. Um.

If I brought him along, Bobby would be alone in the house too. So maybe we'll stay here and I'll make sure they don't use the gravy to make a moat.

Liquor. I love liquor. But. I should lay off for a while.

[five9onthebooks]

If I'm not mistaken, his title is Rookie of the Year. Ha.

What is it with those two and food? Am I going to have to set out Ryan's blocks for them to play with and put them at the kids' table?

Heard you had an interesting night.

[rich_harden]

*laughs* Yeah, exactly. Rookie of the Year. Dunno if he's mine, per se, but that is his title.

Probably so. They'll need more peanut butter. Because they discovered that yes, peanut butter makes excellent mortar.

It was...well. Yeah. If you want details, I have no problem telling you. Later.

[five9onthebooks]

You seem happy about that. You should enjoy it. So should he.

Peanut butter is a hot commodity around here what with the toddler and the dogs. Someone's been feeding them off the table again. I don't know if it's because Ruby's pregnant or what, but it's like I'm living in the Chamber of Farts.

Later it is. I have a game tonight, but we can talk in the morning.,