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.
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