Fall off the Bone
I thought it would be nice if everyone enjoyed some fall off the bone ribs and some super smooth soul on the side while you eyeball the new digs around here at the Panic Room. Did anyone else start singing along? Still licking your fingers? I can't take any credit for finding this gem of a clip. My buddy Preston dug it up somewhere and I put it to good use. Thanks buddy.
So yeah, I played around with Photoshop today trying to pretty up the place. I only have a couple days left of unemployed gluttony before the bar hours start. No more laying around in my underwear with my fat stomach hanging out, eating ham & cheese sandwiches and clacking away on my lap-top all day. I go back to the bar on Friday night and will be drink slinging and talking people out of their cash again for a living. I make a good fucking drink you better believe that, and I can tough thru the most terrible small talk, so I am sure the tips will pile up high enough to pay some bills around here. Besides LB and cole falling victim to my late hours and my zombie walk thru morning routines... I am sure the blog will take a turn towards the downtown spectacle of the douche bag parade now that I will have the nightlife pushed back in my face and vodka on my tongue when I get home. I will try and not focus in all the bad things I see while working. Could be good for some scandalous tales but stop me if I get carried away.
I have a big day planned tomorrow. I am back in full strength off of the "24 hour throw-up out of your ass bug" that I swallowed while driving thru life with a 4yr old in pre-K. WOW the germs they carry. Oh what? You haven't heard of THAT particular flu bug yet? The one where your asshole can't stop puking watery stool? I tell you what, if our govt. really wanted to save money on the war, they just need to drop some toddlers behind enemy lines and infect entire regions with strains of this flu bug. Of course, that old piece of shit Cheney would still have to be driving the battleship for that to get approved. Did you see that old ghost today trying to spook the cattle from the sidelines talking about WMD? Fucking creep.
So the plans. Tomorrow. Yes. Lime Popsicle. Photographs of LB being amazing and Cole in a super little vintage number she got for being pregnant. Some new developments have rolled into our lives and I need to get square with the blog world and sit down and sink my fingers into the keys about it tomorrow. first I have to take the Littlest Buddy to school in the morning and it is legendarily cold here right now. The fucking news actually ran a story on how to get your kids ready in the morning. A 3 minute story on what to do for your kids when the temperature drops below 30 degrees. Really?! I could do the story for you in 3 seconds: "Put a FUCKING jacket on tomorrow, it's going to be cold!" Local news. It's amazing what people will watch at 6 o'clock to feel informed and safe.
Wow, I really feel negative lately. I need to get back to happy posts about touching sweet pregnant bellies and fun times with LB and the joy of this amazing marriage. it's just so much easier to write about the things we hate isn't it? The things that terrify us and make us all ball up in worry and sweat. The other reason for the sourpuss pushing is I am filled to the brim with projects and have been writing and begging for an audience for this work at some other outlets. I cross my heart every night before I lay down that it will happen for me.
I have to admit I was really expecting to take some shit for that Yo Gabb Gabba bullshit I pulled down there. I guess I got lucky. Oh well, I am still new, I guess people are taking it easy on me. Oh and thanks for listening about how much I truly love Lime Popsicles and how satisfying they are as a treat after some tangy Ribs.
All the Love in the Universe ~ Me
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21 comments:
ha, you don't have to fill the label thing out ya know. (I don't) Always a pleasure to read your words. Enjoyed the upgrades too! Go me for being the first to comment. Woot.
I saw fried okra... ok, it's 3 a.m. here, maybe I saw what I wanted to be fried okra..S-P-R-I-GG-S...
yeah I was groovin'.
Love the new shop around here. I used to sling suds late at night. Trying my best to not go back to that..but will if I must. I miss it sometimes, it always made me feel normal (whatever that is) because everyone else there was..you know..NOT normal.
I'm sure I was wrong. What writer is normal?
I love lime popsicles. Your blog looks amazing. Next time, remember your friend Ann with kick=ass photoshop skeeelz if you need some assistance ;)
Keep fighting the good fight and don't let the bar scene get you down.
Yo Gabba Gabba freaks me out.
Also. Never hanging out with kids again.
I wonder if Michael Jackson's "asshole can't stop puking watery stool" often.
Hopefully those ladies will bring a healthy side of bone-suckin' sauce with them ribs...mmm, MMM!
Fried okra, too. Crap. And all I have in the house is some soup and a bag of Trader Joe's buffalo wings. Oh, well, there's whiskey in the basement...
Glad you are feeling better, and I like the new digs. Cool masthead!
@ Kern- I can't leave the space blank it freaks me out. It makes me feel like I didn't finish.
@ wendy - I am afraid that the drink slinging is going to be hard times as most people in hard times keep drinking but stop tipping. trying to be hopeful.
@ Ann - thanks! Wait! Are you saying I should have asked you for help because it looks like amateur shit around here?
@ Cheryl - At first I forgot I had mentioned watery stool and puking and I was like ummm wow, this girl is so random. haha now I get it. but seriously, don't insult the king of pop :) kidding you can tease. but seriously you shouldn't make fun of people. I have set a bad example here.
@ Irish - mmmm wings. I would kill another man for wings. And man do I miss Trader Joes.
Enjoy them lime popsicles and have one for me! Whenever we have those in the house, they are gone within seconds!!!
As far as the bar scene - I can't say much because I've never been to one. Well, not really, I did go to one and had my drink spiked with something within the first hour so I had to go. Yeah, so I really don't count that as an experience.
All I know is that you are doing what you have to do for your family. That is the most important thing to you and you are willing to do whatever it takes to secure their life and home.
You are a good man - don't worry about the rest - it will all fall into place. Good things are coming your way, I just know it!!! Yeah, I'm psychic like that (but don't ask me when, my timing is a bit rusty)
Have a great one!
=)
Just write what you want/feel. We'll read it no matter what.
Are you bartending in Orlando? You don't have to mention the specific place. It's just that I'm gonna be in Orlando in May and my friend and I are going to go out for dinner and drinks. I would love to stop by just to say hello! if it's not out of our way.
I can't wait to read what you have to write about. I am your new biggest fan.
No pressure.
oh yeah, and I love the new blog stuff. Mostly cause I love pregnant bellies.
love the new look, the new header is awesome
Can't wait to hear all the interesting stories you are going to have with the new job!
Oh, and I hate labels too. I did a survey though on my blog and apparently people like them so I kept them. Blah!
Your wife looks a HELLUVA lot like this one girl I knew.
Tell her she has a doppelganger in Boston.
holy crap! HILARIOUS. I'm from Oklahoma and the bf is from Midwest City. Mr. Spriggs has the BEST DAMN BBQ ever. He's been around since the 50s.
Mr. Spriggs has this sauce called the 911 sauce and it puts anyone to shame. The restaurant used to be in this tiny run-down-hole-in-wall place until the city paid Mr. Spriggs some cash for the property. Now, he's in a much bigger place.
yum, I need some BBQ! ;)
My five year old is in my lap and he started singing Mr. Spriggs. Now I hate you because I'm having instant noodles for lunch.
Your remake looks great. And since mine looks like ass per usual, I hate you for that too.
Love the new digs. Very clean man.
I hear you about the Kindergarten crud. I am a K-Aide and I have to tell you the first year I started working there I got whatever the kids had. Ear infections, strep throat, stomache flu.. I was sick all of the time! The Rookie Syndrome. And the Airborne stuff didn't work at all for me.
But after that first year in the hot zone I developed an immunity to all kindergerms. The stomache flu can still flatten you, though. Hope you are feeling at leat 94% better. Keep on the BRAT diet for a while though.
Bananas, Rice, Applesauce, Toast
And water, too!
Can't wait for some cocktail confessions.
Peace - Rene
Popsicles are cool!
Hugs and Mocha,
Stesha
Hey my few followers, you guys might have to re-follow me because my URL was freaking out and wont work but i fixed it and had to change the url link, so same blog just different link. If you try to click my old link it wont take you too my blog. Sorry for the inconvenience!!!! You will be rewarded with new post!
love the new look, but i am truly going to miss the pic of you holding your hand in front of the camera.
i must admit to totally crushing on you in that pic. sorry cole. completely a, um, lust thing? lol is that ok?? i'm not even sure it's a lust thing. it's weird, i can't explain it, but it was hot.
just saying....
oh and good luck on the HBSB competition
this poop talk is out of control.
Looking forward to reading some good bar blabber. I'm sure interesting stories to come :)
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