Tuesday, May 6, 2008


That was the last thing I remember him saying to me….The next thing I know, I woke up in the bathtub; clothes were still on though, sort of. I think I was seeking water; looking for water, feeling so parched….

My head hurts, my feet stink, and I don’t love Jesus.” Jimmy Buffett

I need a day to recover from Cinco de Mayo, not to mention I’m working on a few stories, and devoting my time to that cause right now.

I’ll check back in with you tomorrow when I’ve located those lost brain cells, and yeah, just in case you were wondering, it was the tequila.

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