Well, seriously...

My friend Ryan called me tonight and asked me to be in his wedding party next year. Of course I am delighted to be a part of it, but with all of our high school gang kind of scattered around the Eastern U.S., none of us has had the opportunity to meet his fiancee yet. Maybe next weekend when they come into town to take care of some wedding business. I went to NYC on a bus trip yesterday and it was...okay. We didn't do anything too thrilling (besides wandering through the porn shops looking for really corny movie titles or having a $1.30 donut at the Virgin superstore cafe that didn't taste as good as a Redner's 39-center). Walked through Little Italy and Chinatown for the first time (Chinatown seems to be creeping into Little Italy's neighborhood...I smell a turf war), sat outside on Mulberry Street in the heat and had a great-tasting sausage meal that played havoc with my insides when we finally got home last night. I might go up again next year for the same festival, maybe...

Bless me Father, for I have sinned...

It's been about 19 days since my last post. I have driven at least 3 miles an hour over the speed limit on my way to work...I saw a motorcycle at the Hard Rock in New York City that was donated by Billy Joel, and I didn't even try to sit on it...and I had impure thoughts about Phyllis Diller...uh, wait, I forgot other people will be reading this...forget that Phyllis Diller thing, just pretend like you never heard it...

This is clubbin' in the Pacific Northwest...can I get a Mulligan, please?