Tag: drinking

my “hangover” parade

We live in a tourist area as I’ve mentioned a bazillion times before…and so our town does weird-ass things to attract tourists. Year-round. There. That should suffice as an explanation, when you wonder why I went to a Mardi Gras parade last night. Because yes. I know. It’s August. And I’m not still drunk. And

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My Recliner Swallows Me Up & Messes With My Hair

I’m wide awake and it’s three-thirty in the morning. WTH. Oh yeah. That’s right. I fell asleep in my recliner last night around eight o’clock, with wet hair and a belly full of lobster. And vodka. So I got six hours of sleep. In my recliner. I guess my body doesn’t care if my six

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