So I only got 4 hours of sleep last night, so of course after March Madness I'm wide awake. This blows. Oh well, time to watch GSTL (Global Starcraft Team League). FXO vs Slayers!
Well, I was hoping to get out for at least an hour or two tonight but, of course, Newark airport fucked me. Luckily, I just shoved a completely unreasonable amount of my momma's homemade Korma down my throat, so all is right in the world. I feel....just like that woman Costanza dated did after the Risotto.
You need to find something new. Like watching Korean men fellate cats. Yes, that is something I would tell someone I watch before I said Starcraft.
You know, I'm actually sufficiently drunk enough to talk about myself as a person. You know where I'm glad I'm moving in a month or so? Chicago. That's where. When I was there over New Years, I actually had two sufficiently cute girls breaks my balls over not having watched Battlestar Galactica. I can't motherfucking get that in motherfucking South Bend. I'm not normally a hateful man, but I truly hope a mountain of shit drops on South Bend the moment I leave, specifically the Notre Dame area. I could die happy knowing Notre Dame was covered in a mountain of shit. And to leave things on a somewhat cheerful note, have some Penguin Cafe Orchestra. I watched a movie starring Ryuichi Sakamoto and David Bowie, so........have some music featuring Mr. Sakamoto.
Im wide awake as well. BULLSHIT. HBO original series music time: I swear if it weren't for HBO I'd never expand my musical horizons.
Ahh yes, my saint name day. I am off to the beach town a couple miles away for shits and giggles, even though it is 40 degrees out. So you know what sucks about having such an Irish name? At this time of year people would occasionally try to get into a who is more Irish contest with me. Course, no matter what, we would both be losers as we were both American. My favorite though was some guy who tried to convince me he was more Irish because "his middle name was more Irish". Could you imagine one black guy asking another: Tyrone: "Hey Jamal, whats your middle name?" Jamal: "Philip". My full name is Jamal Philip Jefferson Tyrone: "Shit man, my middle name is Darnell. I am more black than you"
DAY DRINKING! I hope you Minnesotans on the board are out in St. Paul (renamed to St. Patrick) today. It's going to be a fucking shit show. 70 degree weather WCHA Final Five game Wild Game Parade Count me in!
Happy St. Patrick's Faye!!!!!..... Spoiler I will be dropping my daughter off to my folks' for the night and start The Hardcore around 3pm. I don't think my wife and I will make it until last call, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to try. DAYUM.... I already have mint springing up in backyard from the west coast winter. I can start making mojitos and mint juleps soon YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
That right there is a face that says "I get confused by shoelaces". I'm off to the bar for noon. Waking up for church tomorrow is going to be awful.
For those of you looking to Irish-up your coffee this morning, I'd like to recommend a dark roast of low acidity, like a Colombian, Brazil, or even a Sumatran. Like this one: (P.S. Fuck working Saturdays. But better than working tomorrow)
Black velvets are awesome. Kids in pubs are not. No, I do not want to see your dinosaur toy. Yes, he is green. No, I don't want to play with him.
My response to those would have been the exact opposite. Except for the "he is green" part, because clearly all the best dinosaurs were.
Happy St. Patrick's day Idiots! This is the first St. Paddy's day that I'll get to go out and drink a green beer; the ex-wife is being a cunt and won't let Li'l Bandit come over. NSFW