Morning!
I was debating asking The Bitch if she wanted to go down to the St Patrick's Day parade tomorrow because we went last year & it was a BIG
for me. We got there at Noon, went to a bar my buddy was bartending at (because most people that go to the parade don't
actually watch the parade). I didn't like any of the beer they had (damn millennials with their shitty craft beer & PBR #ShakesFist) so I started drinking gin & tonic. My buddy thought he was taking care of me by giving me doubles & triples...by 3:30 The Bitch had to call my oldest stepdaughter because someone was so inebriated that they could barely walk & may have even fallen once or twice while navigating the patio at the bar
I vaguely remember Yell holding me up as he basically dragged me to the car & then literally being poured into the backseat. Next thing I know I'm standing in my living room, but that didn't last long because I then just face-planted onto the couch. Good times
Anyway, that thought was put out of my head when my buddy text me that he'll be over at 8 AM Monday to finally install the tile in my kitchen, because if I go drinking tomorrow, ain't no chance in hell my fat ass will be functioning at 8 AM the next day.
Today will pretty much be work for
Ramster as he's aiming for Monday to get another big site up & running after we moved it to a new CMS. But 1st, I need to check on the one Fantasy Hockey team that's still alive out of the 3 I have this year. 1st place in this league is $700 so if I win that, I make a profit. Lose & I lose some money overall.
