Thursday, September 14, 2006
Too Busy To Write!!
Yeah, yeah, I know. I never finished writing about Parrot Grande. Lessee....Saturday:
Played golf.
Got plowed.
Storm, lightning, thunder, wind.
Moved the band indoors.
Danced.
Passed out.
That's pretty much it.
Sunday:
Detoxed until 1:00PM, started drinking again.
Hit my head on that *&^%$ rail again and knocked a hole in my dome big enough to toss a cat through. Still looks like a failed suicide attempt.
Tom and Kari got hitched. Very cool. Bought drinks. Even cooler.
Floated in the pool and decompressed.
There. The Reader's Digest Condensed Version of Parrot Grande.
Vene. Vidi. Facies Caca. I came, I saw, I got shit faced.
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Played golf.
Got plowed.
Storm, lightning, thunder, wind.
Moved the band indoors.
Danced.
Passed out.
That's pretty much it.
Sunday:
Detoxed until 1:00PM, started drinking again.
Hit my head on that *&^%$ rail again and knocked a hole in my dome big enough to toss a cat through. Still looks like a failed suicide attempt.
Tom and Kari got hitched. Very cool. Bought drinks. Even cooler.
Floated in the pool and decompressed.
There. The Reader's Digest Condensed Version of Parrot Grande.
Vene. Vidi. Facies Caca. I came, I saw, I got shit faced.
