Sorry for the lapse in posts. I figured President/Emporer "Anti-Christ the Bobble-headed" needed to stay up for a while.
Spent the holidays with the girlfriend, her Mom & 2 sisters in Brooklyn. It was good to be back in the city again. Saturday morning I'll return to NYC, and we'll spend New Year's Eve in & around Times Square with 250,000 others.

I know it's fraught with perils and drunkeness, but it's something the girlfriend & I want to do once, and then we can say we did it and never do it again.
I was a bouncer/bartender for years at 2 Miami strip clubs & 2 college bars, so I tend to be intolerant of drunk guys disrespecting women.
They want to beat on each other, that's one thing. Someone grabs my girlfriend's ass and I'm going to end up needing bail money, and possibly ER money as I'll have no back and probably be outnumbered.
Not talkin' shit, just being realistic.
But whateva. That's probably not a productive attitude to go into it with, so.....
Happy New Orbit, 'cause you can't forget that's what we're celebrating. This isn't just about a new calender & changing the way you write your checks; it's a celebration of surviving another orbit of the Sun.
Just like your birthday.
People tend to forget that. |
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