I shouldn't be in public. Nice enough man to me, gesturing to a BBW at the bar "There's my girl, she still takes my breath away." Me " You shouldn't let her sit on your chest, that shit could kill you." Him "What was that?" My friend/keeper "She's having a rough time playing with others." Me "I DON"T WANT TO PLAY WITH THAT" Yeah, I gave up on that plan.
I smashed my toe (right little toe) earlier, and I'm not sure if it's broken. On the one hand, there's a really wicked bruise, which you don't usually get on stubbed toe. But on the other hand, it doesn't really hurt. Though, I am drunk, so that might explain why it doesn't hurt. Also, stop putting sour mix in the margaritas. I think I have diabetes now. I guess either way I'm losing the toe.
It's probably broken. If it's purple, you'll have to limp a little bit, and you'll have one little toe that's just a gian pial* of bone. *Jose Cuervo decided this is it should be spelled, and so it is written.
Only my second broken bone ever. First was my right pinky, broke it catching a football in law school. If I recall, more alcohol helps.
it's extraordinary. My work shoes are slowly rubbing on my fourth toes, creating what I'm assuming are smooth corns...it's like having foot pearls. So....third margarita?
The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame 2012 Induction Ceremony is on HBO right now. I was expecting a bloated, self-congratulatory show. And, to its credit, the speeches totally were. The performances, however, were fucking impressive. I'm not the biggest Chili Peppers fan, but seeing them onstage (with all their drummers from the whole history of the band playing) with Billie Joe Armstrong, George Clinton, Ron Woods, fucking SLASH...very cool and entertaining. And seeing The Roots team up with three MCs to do the Beastie Boys songs? Again, awesome. Kid Rock did Adam Yauch's part, and he nailed it. Not a bad show, if you can stomach four hours.