Monday, September 29, 2003
Thirty-Two and Life to Go
Well, the birthday weekend wasn’t exactly the marathon of debauchery I’d hoped for. Oh, yeah, there was some drinking, but no malt liquor. There was no vomiting, no nudity, no arrests. There were no floor shows. Really . . . what were we doing? Were we even trying to have fun?
Yeah, we had fun. Dinner. Some drinking. Too many gifts. We also took a few pictures, but not as many as I'd hoped. I have some to post, along with some mundane, getting’-to-know-your-host pictures. So, that’s the project for this week . . . post pictures from the birthday . . . and beyond. (I guess IA will stop coming here if I don’t.)
One picture I’m going to try to post is the one of the big, black dick.
And with that . . . see ya tomorrow.