Puzzled. . .
>> Sunday, October 3, 2010 –
house party,
mom,
nauti girl,
texas
Showing posts with label house party. Show all posts
Showing posts with label house party. Show all posts
A Little. . .
>> –
burnt toast,
house party,
texas
. . .scootch for your pooch?
I'm not sure if that's neat Johnnie Walker Black in that tumbler or not, but after the third day does it really matter what it is? As long as you're not drinking your own urine, you're in pretty good shape. Read more...
Friends. . .
>> –
fairy,
house party,
Nils,
texas
Nils and Fairy having a fine time at The Spot in Galveston.
Oh. Me? Well, I was sweating three days of drinking out from behind dark glasses and beneath a funky straw cowboy hat, but I hung in there and actually managed to try that stuff called food. Amazingly, it made me feel better.
I wonder what that is all about? Read more...
Invaded. . .
>> –
house party,
texas
I'm not sure who this was, but they were assuredly not invited by me.
I think it belonged to the party of snobs two doors down. Read more...
Me And My Momma. . .
>> –
burnt toast,
house party,
mom,
texas
So glad to have had my mom be part of the madness. She and I have had many a great and exciting adventure together. Remember the mountain road to Kingston, mom?
Liver Please, Liver Cheese. . .
>> Monday, January 19, 2009 –
burnt toast,
ferrel fest,
house party,
houston,
magnulf grislubsen,
travel
Burnt Toast went to Ferrell Fest and all he got was this crappy hangover.
Chalk another one up for the books people. We managed to pull it off again and no one got hurt, no one got beat up, we did, however, have a little comical police intervention, but in the end, another great party.
I had to gate check my liver this morning before I got on the plane. Helluva a mess that was.
Now, I'm back in the office, but about to go out on a job or two. Last week, we had some very cold weather which put the kibosh on any concrete placing, so everyone has piled on the schedule for today. We've made millions of dollars putting square pegs in round holes and doing the work of ten men with five. People out sick, delays on previously scheduled work, vacation days, you name it. Guess it's gonna be another one of those days.
Just glad I don't have to put a rhombus into a isosceles trapezoid.
We'll catch up with the weekend happenings when I get a break from the workflow of real life. But for now, I leave you with this. . .
The Galvin Hat lives like Gunga Din. . .
. . .and what great weekend of fun can start without kicking Magnulf in the nuts first?
Yeeeowww!
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