Ira and I are going to a huge house party. They have a live band and lots of fun. We are doing the 1920's flapper girl and gangster costume.
What in the wide, wide world of sports is going on here? I’m off this board for three weeks while I sit in a Mexican hospital in a coma recovering from alcohol poisoning and all hell breaks loose. I come back to read about everyone complaining about the sniffles, everyone complaining about the Monday after TTR, TTR is closing, we’re all gonna get laid at Desire instead of TTR next year, we can stay with Darin and Melissa since TTR will be closed, no let’s rent a house and only have 10 couples, TTR is not closing, Melissa wants to get naked again (shocking)... AND you’re barely over 10,000 posts. What are you, a bunch of lollygaggers? C’mon guys. It’s so simple. It’s all ball bearings now. Maybe you need a refresher course. Somebody needs to whip this board back into shape. There’s a new sheriff in town and his name is Reggie Hammond. Sorry. Got carried away with movie quotes. Oh. And that part about the Mexican hospital and coma and all, I just made that up. I just haven’t felt like procrastinating enough to get back on CCC until now. Carry on and Happy Halloween!
We're hoping to make it to our club's Pre-Halloween Party tonight. Yes, the Pre-Halloween Party is on Halloween and the Halloween Party is the night after. I don't make the rules, I just go to the club. One thing we know for sure is we'll be sharing these with friends either tonight at the club or tomorrow night at my band's gig.