I almost feel like I must have taken some kind of mushroom this past weekend, because I feel like I missed all of May. I walked into work and looked at my desk calendar, flipped to "Tueday May 29th" with the words "Leave Early, 4pm" scribbled on the blank half of the page. My first thought was that in my haste of leaving on friday, I flipped the ( Read more... )

I sure as whell hope so. I might have found a proxy server that actually works at work and will allow me to post on my journal again regularly!!! HUZAH ( Read more... )

I just totally reminded myself of an old Camp Monroe story of legend.  It was the summer of 1997, my waiter summer (wow, so long ago now).  We were the waiter/waitress group which ruined almost everything for every waiter/waitress group to come after us (suckers).  We were the last w/ws group to be able to hang out with the staff in the smoking ( Read more... )

Which is even more obvious now that I am actually feeling better.  All that remains of my crippling Jerusalem flu is a hacking cough and the sniffles, both of which are stiffled by using copious amounts of heroin...I mean DayQuil.  I keep getting those confussed, which just makes the Duane Reade people angry and all "I'm calling the cops!"

But yeah ( Read more... )

La vieeee bohem ( Read more... )

In my next life, I want to be Bon Jovi ( Read more... )

You can see Blue Water rising HIGHER and HIGHER! What's funny about that is that I was on White Fire, yes I remember that song, and not the one from my team. St. Elmo's Fire is catchy, even when the lyrics are changed ( Read more... )

Baby sometimes, sometimes I don't know why. Time's slipping by so fast, in the twinkling of an eye ( Read more... )

Well here it comes, the New York Summer days that we have all come to accept as "normal". You know, as a kid, I don't remember having to be naked as a method of overheating prevention, but rather as a spontaneous choice because I knew how my clothes worked. It is supposed to hit over a hundred today with the humidity. And those who know me, know ( Read more... )

25 or 6 to 4...what does that mean anyway? That's one of those no one will ever know the answer, but every drunk person at the bar always will ( Read more... )