back in action

Well, I’ve already lived up to the “slouch” part of the name for this blog. I thought that it would be easy for me to get some good posts up here on a regular basis, but I underestimated the motivation I’d need to get back on the computer to write after spending all day in front of one. So, I’m writing this at work.

I just returned from 10 days in the Midwest; went back for business and pleasure. So, now I need a real vacation to recover from the drunken debauchery that I either find or create when I go back home. Redbull and vodka is always a bad decision. I still plan on drinking it again, probably soon, but that’s just because I think I like making bad decisions. Not all the time, but I have to be honest that I’m quite happy with most of the bad decisions I’ve made. They almost always at least make for great stories.

Last Saturday night started with two Redbulls and plenty of vodka on an empty stomach. It ended at 4am at a White Castle. I know that what ensued in the middle was a damn good time although all of it isn’t clear. I wasn’t driving, but my buddy that was remembers less than me. More bad decisions…but old habits die hard. White Castle is also always a bad decision. But it tastes damn good after a hard night of drinking and being inside the place with every other drunken person in town is priceless. I’ve been known to get hit on once in a while, especially at home, but last Saturday a 300 pound women with boobs that probably made up half that weight asked me if I wanted to party with her. Clearly I was flattered that she thought I could handle a woman of her caliber because I’m not exactly a large guy as far as you know. But, I had to decline because she didn’t want to party with all of us and it probably would have taken the three of us to “turn that party out”.

So, after two weekends in Illinois I’m pretty partied out. I have my company holiday party tonight and I’m really not that stoked to get wasted, which is surprising. I’m sure I’ll rise to the occasion though; I’m a sucker for peer pressure. I’ll take some pictures and hopefully I’ll have some good stories to share. You know dressed up, drunken engineers, many with random dates, is a combination that will produce some good material.

On to current events…Do you think that a man or woman came up with this woman sex patch thing? I’m guessing a man did; it has to suck when your wife gets old and wants to have sex even less than she did before. My only question is why the guy didn’t make it a side effect to a more applicable drug; maybe something for clearing up skin problems or treating migraines or stress headaches. That way, not just old women will have higher sex drives. No offense to the old women, but I don’t see anything wrong with younger women wanting more sex too. I’m going to make this warning now, though, if Oprah endorses this drug, women in theirs 50’s all over the country are going to be looking to get laid. It’s a scary thought; I’ll be staying away from the bars for a few weeks. But, maybe if old guys start getting laid like the young guys do now, we can start driving the expensive sports cars they bought when their wives stopped sleeping with them.

Okay, so I’m going to try to get something up a little quicker this time. But, don’t hold your breath…