Great - now my vote won't count

The presidential election came up today during a call with my old neighbor Wendy Wozniak... i told her i was going to vote for Obama. She said "we'll i'm going to vote for McCain, so our votes will cancel each other out!" sigh.

Beer in the brown bag

Jana was deep into her new favorite show Gossip Girl - so i hit the beach with my 40oz Corona wrapped in a brown paper bag. My bag caused quite a stir with the wine drinking beach crowd. "yes, we're technically in Burien, but do you have to use a brown paper bag?" "what's the bag for anyway?" the questions went on... i made my case... the bag keeps my hand warm and the beer cold. pure genius. The wine drinkers were not convinced. Then Pam brainstormed a new twist on the old bag... "you could make coozies that look like brown bags, put them in your freezer, and then you could carry around a frozen-brown-bag-coozie!" .... hummmm... i don't think that's gonna fly in the hood.

my virtual self - was all but dead

Drew woke me from my slow-blog-o-death... my virtual self was almost dead. severely neglected. But, his public ribbing was just enough to kick-start my engine.

OK, SO I'M BACK.... and now for a quick story about puke.

Wow. Sunday night. 4am. blowing chunks. I had clams with garlic, olives stuffed with garlic, ginger soda (super strong), rum, olive and garlic dip, some eggs, a beer... and POW. i blew up.