friziday

I got some tickets from another event coordinator in the area so I have a beer and wine festival to go to tomorrow. Good times. I would ask the wife to go but there is the issue of babysitting and the issue of she’s old and boring, so I’m heading up with some friends.

 

I’ll be honest, I still haven’t told her I’m going. Ordinarily that wouldn’t be a huge deal since I’m a big boy, however, I had maybe a tad bit to much fun last weekend.

 

I went out with some lovely folks last Friday who didn’t get me home ‘till after 5am on Saturday morning. There was an abundance of alcohol, young lovelies and possibly a wee bit of herb. I may have been able to squeak by with just a few dirty looks from the Mrs. if not for an unfortunate, but not unexpected incident.

 

At about 10am on Saturday, as we were driving down the main shopping road in Erie I felt a little bit of rumbling. Sure enough about 3 seconds later…….projectile vomit into the side window, the door and the carpets. My bad honey. I did get the door open for bursts 3 and 4, but by that time the damage was done. Sorry to the guy in blue Explorer behind us.

 

What I learned: Next time, stay home after a long night out. And…..scrambled eggs stay in your stomach for a long ass time. I swear, I had those at like 8pm the night before, why am I still trying to get them out of the power window buttons???

 

Have a fun and prosperous weekend.