Who's doing what on Labor Day weekend?

Thought JR might have forgot to mention it, he is getting to that age y'know....

Brag about what? That you get to hang out with me? Nobody brags about that.

 

Outside chance of a trip to Tofino. Other than that, laundry, maybe go for a drive in the Jeep. Wallow in my loneliness. The usual.

 

Sorry about the loneliness but I'd kill for an outside chance at Tofino. Long Beach is amazing!

 

Saturday: Up at 7 a.m.. At the bar by 8:30 for Notre Dame-Navy-Beer. Spend rest of the day drinking and orgasming while watching the first full weekend of college football.

Sunday: Sleep. Wake up and instinctively think it's the first Sunday of NFL season, only to be disappointed.

Monday: Spend my 34th birthday convincing myself that Virginia Tech will beat Georgia Tech that night. Watch game. Ultimately, end up half-drunk and bitter.

Typical.

 

Ah it is what it is.
Long Beach is overrated, considering you have to pay to go there or at least park there. I prefer Chesterman Beach still amazing, but most importantly of all it's free.

 

The daughter came in to visit. Going to watch the 'Horns game together tomorrow. Do a little girls shopping at the mall. Then do some shopping for new Texans merchandise. Then sit around on Sunday missing NFL football.

And sleeping. Lots and lots of sleeping.

 

I'm doing a 4 day Paleo weekend. Just completed 24 hour fast, now eating some lean turkey with broccoli, and tomorrow will go on a long slow hike around a volcano here in Albuquerque.

Yeah, I really know how to live it up as a temporary bachelor!

 

I'm on Day 2 of a six-day weekend. I took a bus ride to New York that included the bus breaking down because it needed water, said breakdown giving me a chance to enjoy a little eye candy, and currently typing this in the apartment of my cousin while he does his 40-hour shift at the hospital.

Going to a cookout at my aunt's with my other cousin tomorrow and to an Indian restaurant with my first cousin on Sunday. Also trying to meet up with a friend before I leave for home Monday. On Tuesday, I'm going to the Nats-Cubs game at Nationals Park.

 

Well, um, actually a pretty nice little Saturday, we're going to go to Home Depot. Yeah, buy some wallpaper, maybe get some flooring, stuff like that. Maybe Bed, Bath, & Beyond, I don't know, I don't know if we'll have enough time.

Or

Working Saturday, working half-day Sunday and planning to take Monday off (but will probably wind up putting in some hours).

 

I expect to wake up Sunday morning clutching a near-empty fifth of bourbon, face glued to the pillow by melted Crimson-colored paint, boxers down around my ankles, penis at half mast, right leg and arm completely numb, Cheetos staining the front of my Crimson T-shirt slightly orange (more Tennessee than Auburn, thankfully), burnt-out cigarette sitting on my nightstand, hairy ass expelling gases no man should inhale.

And I'll be a thousand miles from the game.

Roll Tide.

 

working around my mother's farm, smoking some brisket, drinking a little vodka and diet dr pepper and watching college football.

 

Didn't know that. I lived on the Island in the 80's and don't recall paying then.