So there I was, minding my own, when I find out that we were gonna take “San Heezy” “for sheezy” or something. Before long fuddruckus, the Good Doctor, and myself were headed down San Hoe-zay Way to see what our old stompin ground looks like after a few years sans 4nyay and maddddddddddddddddd. The answer: less pee in bushes, but more holes in the ground. Less broken bongs all over the sidewalk, but more fuddruckus talking smacky to the largest bouncer I’ve ever seen (except that 7’+ guy at Off The Hookah in Sunnyvale, dude could have been Andre’s cousin or some shit).
Scott also talked me through Ong Bak: The Thai Warrior and it was less painful the second time around. Then he wanted to watch Beerfest but it was 4am and I passed out. O lucky day! Soon we’re headed up Pacifica Way to rendevous with Grand Masta Caspa. I’m also doing a delivery of some of my furniture.
Finally, spacebee and I richard-hatched an evil plot for this week wherein I’ll fly down to San Dog on wednesday night and work from the San Diego office thursday and friday so’s I can enjoy the evening activities with wwhazz, belly, and spacebee. Hurray for evil plots!
Finally, I want one of those three button things. I also want the big knob you can use to turn shit. Anyone out there looking for XMAS IDEARS, there are two. By the way, Bill O’Reilly said this weekend that if the Democrats regain control of Congress, their first order of business will be to make Christmas illegal. Is someone going to ever control that freak’s meds, or do we just have to wait out an overdose? XMAS IS ILLEGAL YOU WILL GO TO JAIL IF YOU WRAP A GIFT!