Tuesday, September 16, 2008

"Lucky I'm sane after all I've been through, everbody say I'm cool--'he's cool'..."

Hey.
I know you're not expecting a new blog so soon. I know I said I would, but I always say that. But dammit people I'm trying.

Not much has caught my attention since last week. Texas was hit last week by Ike. Elvis is fine, talked to him a couple of times. He will be here in town on Thursday. Thanks for everyone who asked about him.

The main thing coming up is Day Of Debauchery. It's this Friday for you folks who might have forgot. It seems every blog I write right before a DOD, is about all of you who don't attend. I rag on you, I mock you, hell, I even plead with you. Still, you have some b.s. excuse. Some are legit. Elvis lives in another state, but still will be attending his second DOD. Dingleberry can't take a third Friday off in as many weeks, but will join the pod after, and has been to the last two. Rhino will be playing a gig in Utah with Hemi Cuda, but took a vacation day last time to rock out with his cock out. These are legitimate excuses. These are Debaucherists who try the best they can to honor the holiday. What's with the rest of you clowns?
Anyway.

We need some ideas for activities for Friday. Paintball was suggested, but it looks like only four Debaucherists will be in attendance in the morning. Maybe we will save that for a time when there are more of us. We've bowled, movied (now a new word), and putt putted. I'm thinking full contact horse shoes, or naked Frisbee golf. Even if you are not attending, send me your suggestions. Nothing is off limits. In fact, the weirder the better. It is suppose to be a beautiful day, so clothes optional activities are still a possibility.

A few reminders: GET CASH BEFORE WE GET STARTED!!! Popeye, bring a brush with you and a power bar. Sharon, no speaking in tongues. Well, only if you mean to. And Eskimo, if you and I are sober at the end of the night again, we will have a drink off till one of us needs our stomach pumped. Rudy. Oh where do I start with you? First off, SHOW THE FUCK UP!!! Second, don't bring a date, especially if it's a first date. Only Dingleberry pulled that off. Third, don't be a debauch-a-bitch for the third DOD in a row.

Not much else to say other than get ready. Stretch. Pray. Make your peace with loved ones. Those of you who are joining in later in the day, jump in and catch up quickly. We need to get back to the real DOD's. The last few were fun, but they have been getting milder. Fuck that! Step up Motherfuckers! Sorry.

Peace.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Alpine slides, sick and distorted treasure hunt, trampoline dodge ball, pump-it-up balloon jumping toys, laser tag, quarters (ghetto style), strip poker (only fun for me), company and office visits to all those who don't show (unannounced of course), Colfax marathon (shots in every dive bar till one drops), lawn darts, shooting range or better yet-bow & arrow range, oh yes-they have them. Anyway, these are my suggestions. Take them or leave them, just don't call me driver cause it ain't happening.

Anonymous said...

First of all, thanks for the shout out about Dingleberry pulling off the first date on a DOD :)

I like the idea of doing a Colfax Bar Crawl. I recently wrote an article called "Dive Bar Divas" so I've done my research on where the crazy drink bitches hang out!

the newbie... said...

A birdie told me she may need to hire a freelance or 2.....you need to look into it.

Anonymous said...

Thanks for writing this.