ok..it took only a day, but i'm already breaking the two simple rules i set for this here bloggy blog..but it is not without a reason...
i did not foresee the situation of being an enbedded journalist...
Sometimes while on the front lines of Drunken mayhem, we find ourselves in situations that preclude us being able to pony up to a keyboard and write drunken ramblings..one such ocasion was last night/this morning..
was out and about in search of beer and dancing when a fellow drunken comrade found me at a spot in east Atlanta..she was pretty sauced and was in no shape to drive..
what to do now?...hoist her off on her friend and hope they get home?..call her a cab?..tick tock tick tock..."LAST CALL"...damn it..out of time...must make a descision...
"okay, give me your keys"..i'll take ya home and drive you back in the morning...
then the babysitting..
watching out for a drunken comrade is like getting a cat in the tub..and you have to walk the line between nudging them in the direction you want them to go, and just being an asshole and being rude about it...
then comes the spilling things, the falling, and the looking for lost items..but its all karma, as the Captan of teh Failboat i have been the one carried around...and i aint light....so what comes around goes around i guess..
but this is when i realized the snag in my simple rules layout...how do you update a blog about your night and the drunk girl in your care...while she is in bed right behind you?...or what if i find myself out and about and unable to get to a computer..?
Rule 3... if unable to post for reasons related to drunken mayhem, or in unfamiliar territory..passed out, naked, or any combination of these...then rules 1 and 2 are suspended pending a recap post at the first earliest oppertunity..
ok..and in unrelated news...i got the pimpest belated birthday present ever..Ben got me a bobble-head doll of me..it even plays sounds and everything..its like an artifact magic item...totaly EPIC WIN!!
and..i was right in the the path of a high speed chase in east atlanta this morning..it was like being in LA..without the shady studio execs and out of work actors..
ok..back to work for me..
CotFB
i did not foresee the situation of being an enbedded journalist...
Sometimes while on the front lines of Drunken mayhem, we find ourselves in situations that preclude us being able to pony up to a keyboard and write drunken ramblings..one such ocasion was last night/this morning..
was out and about in search of beer and dancing when a fellow drunken comrade found me at a spot in east Atlanta..she was pretty sauced and was in no shape to drive..
what to do now?...hoist her off on her friend and hope they get home?..call her a cab?..tick tock tick tock..."LAST CALL"...damn it..out of time...must make a descision...
"okay, give me your keys"..i'll take ya home and drive you back in the morning...
then the babysitting..
watching out for a drunken comrade is like getting a cat in the tub..and you have to walk the line between nudging them in the direction you want them to go, and just being an asshole and being rude about it...
then comes the spilling things, the falling, and the looking for lost items..but its all karma, as the Captan of teh Failboat i have been the one carried around...and i aint light....so what comes around goes around i guess..
but this is when i realized the snag in my simple rules layout...how do you update a blog about your night and the drunk girl in your care...while she is in bed right behind you?...or what if i find myself out and about and unable to get to a computer..?
Rule 3... if unable to post for reasons related to drunken mayhem, or in unfamiliar territory..passed out, naked, or any combination of these...then rules 1 and 2 are suspended pending a recap post at the first earliest oppertunity..
ok..and in unrelated news...i got the pimpest belated birthday present ever..Ben got me a bobble-head doll of me..it even plays sounds and everything..its like an artifact magic item...totaly EPIC WIN!!
and..i was right in the the path of a high speed chase in east atlanta this morning..it was like being in LA..without the shady studio execs and out of work actors..
ok..back to work for me..
CotFB
1 comment:
i believe we just had quite the drunken phone conversation (i was sober, you were drunk and in a kiddie pool)...it unfolded like a good book and you told me to dye my hair blue. its not gonna happen. AMBER ALERT!!
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