07.17.06
Bachelor Week - Day 1.
Yes, it is that most hallowed of institutions - bachelor week. My wife is on a business trip for the week to Montana, so I can now live it up with style for the week.
Get the mail in my underwear? Yup.
Not use coasters? You bet.
Deep fry 3 lbs of reindeer sausage? Sure! Why not?
 Can I get a “Whoa Bundy”? |
In short, while it is a bit quiet during the day, I can have people over for beer, fattening food and all sorts of ribald revelry. I can watch TV like Al Bundy without fear of recrimination. Since I don’t have a restaurant job just yet, I have idle hands that are indeed the devil’s playthings. More as it develops this week.
Stumble it!
Boutros said,
July 17, 2006 at 12:37 pm
Too hot for ribald revelry.
Just right for Kelly Bundy-style hoochie clothes.
Needtsza said,
July 17, 2006 at 3:57 pm
My G/f is outta town this week too, so I feel ya brotha!
Good luck to both of us…….finding dinnner
Matt said,
July 17, 2006 at 6:17 pm
As luck would have it, I know how to cook.
I am not worried about dinner just yet - I am more worried about will I drown under a mountain of my own dirty clothes or will I drink so much that I forget to go to work - which considering the fact that I telecommute would be really fucking pathetic.
Good luck to you too man. If you wanna get together and have a few beers - or you need a meal - just let me know!
mrgali said,
July 18, 2006 at 9:30 am
Business in Montana? Mmhmm.
Hey! If she’s there on Saturday, what an appropriate place to celebrate our first National Day of the American Cowboy!
Pagan Marbury said,
July 18, 2006 at 2:37 pm
What about the huge block off cheese, a la’ George Costanza?