Sorry Folks. . .

One second thought, screw you!!

Seriously, I apologize for not blogging much lately, but I've been very busy with the workie-workie including staying up 36 hours straight from Friday morning until Saturday afternoon. I'm sure some are asking why and the answer is "doodie" calls.

We had an 1100 cubic yard concrete placement that began at midnight Friday night/Saturday morning complicated by the fact that we have too many people on vacation for the holiday weekend and everyone else was too busy tripping over their own bottom lips in self-pity to volunteer and frankly, when it's your name on the building, you simply have to step up and bite a bitter bullet from time to time.

I drank more speed drinks yesterday (i.e., Monster, Sobe, Amp, etc.) or like I call them, "cocaine in a bottle", than I have in my entire life. By the time the work was over and I was attempting to eat my "scattered, covered and smothered" in a busy Waffle House, I was twitching and jumping and starting at every clang, barked order and yelled greeting in the joint. Only you Waffle House eaters will understand.

Anyway, made it through that and finally found a nice, unbusy bar to drink a few Heineken's inside the Hard Rock casino at 9:30 in the morning. There, I met a really nice bartendress, who comes from 5 generations of Yugoslavians down in Gulfport. She's a "Vich" of some sort and naturally has heard ALL of the jokes that variants of her last name can be applied to. I tried.

Well, I just slept 12 hours and woke up with vicious cramps in both calf muscles, which has me pondering about all those minerals and vitamins in the aforementioned drinks. I guess I drank too much guarana root or something.

I'll be getting to some blogging later, but first I have to straighten up the house for the imminent arrival of my sister and her hurricane, er, family.

Talk to you soon.