Getting back into gear

[chronarchy]

After a weekend of excess, my Sunday morning could best be described by, who else, Jimmy Buffett:
But I woke up on the steps of a whorehouse

Comments

[tesinth]

Hmmm, best song to describe my Sunday morning...

Johnny Cash, 'Sunday Morning Coming Down'

"Well, I woke up Sunday morning
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day. "

full lyrics (worth a read if you don't know the song): http://www.lyricscrawler.com/song/154357.html

Of course, no beer before noon, which means I get to sleep in on Sundays! :)

/kidding, beer first thing in the morning is horrible, now vodka on the other hand...

[chronarchy]

I'm personally a fan of "My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink, and I Don't Love Jesus", but I would be :)

[singingwren]

I like the name 'Mitty.' It's very... old-fashioned in the young kids who play baseball in the yard and always wear dusty ball-caps of their favourite sports teams kind of way. It seems like a guy who goes by Mitty should chew classic bubble gum, have an affinity for juke boxes, and love his momma's home-made cooking. It also seems like he should be 12, of course, but that's okay. Don't tell me what Mitty's REALLY like: I've already got him all figured out in my mind. ;)