projecta119

ugh... hangover... . i cannot goto the Jimmy Brown BBQ....

maggie and I slept under my parents dining room table ... hahha.... they had breakfast with us still sleeping under there...
I really should've brought maggie to the reception.... every party needs a crazy rottweiler running the halls, and barkin', and dancin' (she's such a good dancer) ...

honestly it was the most boring reception I'd ever been to...
I had the great idea to get the groom's mom to dance... and have everyone 'freak'-up on her.... thereby ruining not only the reception.. but also the subsequent honeymoon where the groom would be haunted by images of his friends freakin' up on his mom .... 'NOOOOOO!"

I have plans to get wicked tore up and goto the Smithsonian...

also saw the new Star Wars....pretty good... only because it answered the only important question that I had remaining... "How the fuck did Darth Vader get so tall?"..... Honestly I am a Star Wars geek... i mean not to any extreme or anything.... but I did want to go stand in line the first night with my brother and I wearing coon-skin caps and claiming we were wookies, and drinkin' Colt 45's and starting fights with other costumed freaks.... I have such a rich fantasy life... I mean... if i 'were' a wookie... i'd drink malt liquor... it only makes sense...