It seems fitting that on the night of a deluge thanks to Grace, we meet a whole gaggle of Coast Guard guys. They were nice boys. We all came back to our place when the bar closed. Plenty of cold beer and a video of the Brittney/Madonna/Christina smooch.
Overrated if you ask me, and I think you should because I am expert on kissing.
There is something thrilling about a room full of nice looking men in cowboy hats, who say nice things and keep the topic light and friendly. Gentlemen, every one.
Also spent some time with a long lost friend. It was good to connect again and remember why we were always such good friends in the first place.
It’s Sunday and I just want to say thank goodness for long weekends. I still have a whole day and night to fuck around and get nothing done before the workweek starts.
Not only will this week be short a Monday, but Thursday I climb back on that big ole’ jet airliner to fly me to my heart. Life is sweet.
