I am back home in East Texas visiting my little brother. He broke his leg last week so I thought I’d surprise him with a visit. I already had a long weekend scheduled [1]I hate working Halloween and often do my level best to get it off. so it worked out good. I had originally planned to fly down to LA for a weekend of debauchery. Oh well, I can be a dirty slut any time.
The above pic is me looking pretty bored. lol Let’s face it. There isn’t much to do out here except hunt, fish, breed, and watch DVD’s. Too late to hunt/fish and I sure as hell ain’t breedin’ so we sat around watching DVDs.
Last night, my older brother, two of my cousins and their families came by for a big ole fashioned bonfire (read get drunk and talk shit around a big fire). I usually don’t drink much but being free and in an environment where my only worry was stumbling up the steps, I figured what the hell.
I can report malt liquor and fireside smores go well together. Of course, my head is killing me today. Homemade booze is good but it also packs a powerful kick. Oy!
You can see how hung (over) I was. hehehe After a nice greasy breakfast and a serious in-flux of liquids I’m feeling somewhat alive again.
More later…
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Funny, no odd really, I was in Boise helping out my mother who had full knee replacement surgery last week….and the only place worse than East Texas has to be Boise. Good family members, you and I are.
I dunno – was the drinking really worth looking like that the next morning? 😉
Aw, so you chose to escape to the rural southern life than all the crazy Halloween party. 🙂 Hope that your brother’s leg is getting better.
Moby: Hope today is less boring! How is your brother’s leg doing?
@CBinCa ~ He is doing ok and already hopping around on it.
damn that sounds like fun. i miss stuff like bonfires. and country shit. i did get to sass a McCain surrogate, though. I ran into Ben Stein face to face in WEHO on friday night. I was wearing my OBAMA 08 t-shirt and he looked at it and I said “my CONDOLENCES to you in advance for your big tankin loss on tuesday” … and he replied (in your best Ben Stein impersonation) “Oh don’t count your chickens” and walked away.
“Bueller?”
“Bueller?….anyone …anyone?”
Hopefully your bro is ok. Also I hope you get home in time to vote!
Homemade malt liquor? Oy. I guess it beats my Jagermeister hangovers though. Hope your brother is doing well.
You taught me a new word today, “debauchery”. I shall use it whenever I can. 😀
@Sorata ~ Glad I could help. heehee
Sorry to hear about your younger brother buddy. Your a very good brother to pay him a surprise visit. I am sure he was very happt to see you 🙂