Who says you cen never go home again?

The Summer of 2005 just got all that more weird.

I am actually going back to work at That Fish Place. I'm still in disbelief. I haven't set foot on the property in over 17 months, but there i was talking to management and setting a schedule. It was surreal, being in the very building that i had worked in for 5 years.

Desperate times called for desperate measures, and since i couldnt find any other job that would pay decent money, i made the call. I sort of enjoyed working there the first time around, but there was one heated day that i flew off and quit. Going back i wish i would have thought it over for a day or so before quitting, cause the DUI or the money problems that occurred afterwards would not have happened. Then low and behold, as i was leaving, there stood Jeff Hickman. The man the myth the legend, Mashed Potato Man himself. It took about 3.198 seconds before the first bizarre pseudo-sexual comment regarding rubbing down fat chicks with chicken fat in his bathtub to come from his mouth. It was like i never left. Bring it on baby.

I guess ill try to work at Fridays on my off days, but working 7 days week

Hot Z last night with the Fridays crew, and College. Sang a littany of songs, including horrible sounding versions of Piano Man, Runaround Sue, Next to be with You, The Pina Colda Song, but we always seem to bang out We Didn't Start the Fire pretty well, if only because College and i can sing the song without a hitch.

Beforehand, I watched the Curt Schilling return to the Red Sox, in the form of bullpen relief. He got a massive ovation when he came out in the 9th. I had an inkling that he might get railed. He gave a smash double up to Sheffield. Fries asked me if Schilling was toast for life and washed up, wearily, i shook my head yes, and Purple Lips herself hit a 2 run monster bash the next pitch. Either he really is fucked, or he's back to early. Last year was great, but its what have you done for me lately from here on out.


Current TV: Unsolved Mysteries
Current Mood: Hungry

and then i tell her, as i turn out the light, i say my darling, you were wonderful tonight.......

It seems to be shaping up to be one hell of a summer. I finally made it back to the beach for the first time since the summer of 2000. I went down to Rehobeth or however you spell it in Delaware with a bunch of people from TGI Fridays last Thursday. I don't know why i never went back to the beach cause it was a blast. It was funny as hell seeing Brad scared to get into the water, and then seeing him getting destroyed when he finally decided to brave the furious waves. I didn't heed anyones advice to use sunscreen and now my face and neck peel like a banana, but getting to see hot chicks in bikinis made it well worth it.

Besides the beach, the Fridays crew has spent more quality time hanging out and getting saucy. We've been stopping by Hot Z's on Thursdays to sing kareoke. We usually close the place out and have 3-10 people share 2 mics, and im not sure we sound totally good, on-key or even coherent, but its a good time regardless. Bro' Brian Scott Jeffrey Guy Trompeter, Peaches and Beth Weaver even made it out one night. We also had a 4th of July gathering last night. No fireworks, but plenty of beer and beer bongs. There's about 2 months left, so there's plenty of time left to make this a summer to remember.

Current TV: Unsolved Mysteries
Current Mood: eh, work in 4 hours....