Trick or Treat!

It took more than a little persuasion to get my friends to finally agree to throw a Halloween party with me. Now it has become a hit, and even though they still reluctantly agree every year to help me host it, I seem to convince them. This year, however, I am scheduled to be out of town on Halloween. Suddenly, Halloween is their favorite holiday and they can't wait to throw the party (and then rub it in that I won't be there). Bitter? Yes, but at what point did this turn into High School?

Some Things Never Change

I am quitting my day job to become a professional sheetrock mudder. And of course I will still remain a professional smoker and drinker by night. That will never change.

No, I Don't Need a Seeing Eye Dog.

I was sitting at the bar last night, as I usually do on days that end in 'y'. And this gentleman that was sitting next to us starts talking to us. I was trying not to pay attention to him because I found him to be particularly obnoxious. He confirmed my beliefs by having the following conversation with me.

Obnoxious Man: "Can you read lips?"

Me: Blank stare

Obnoxious Man: Continues to pull down his bottom lip to reveal a tattoo that reads "F*ck You"

Me: "Can you read hand gestures?" As I quickly extended my middle finger.

Seriously. Of all the tattoos. Why?