And then you find yourself out for lunch with five women and you realize that there are certain situations for which the human brain is poorly adapted. I admit I had been feeling a little down this morning, I was feel pensive and, well, feeling out of sorts. No particular reason and I tabulate it up to “mood swings”. Never-the-less, a good remedy for the blues is lunch at the Angry Dog and a The Burger with fries and a bullet of Ranch Dressing for dipping. So, yes, five women. One of which I find incredibly attractive, three of which(maybe four) are Hispanic and speak eSpanish, one of which speaks Spanish predominantly and two of which I didn’t know.
Being that it is a pretty day in North Texas, we walked to the restaurant. Gas prices being what they are, it seemed like a good idea and who’s to say that a little exercise is a bad thing? At one point four of the six of us were actively engaged with celluar phones an d this lead me to think, “What the fuck did people do before cel phones?”. Oh yes, talk to those around them and pay attention while driving. Word.
Here’s hoping for a good weekend.

I don’t know how many of you heard about, or saw the story on The Superficial about Kevin Smith and how he was being an asshole by telling a story involving Mewes and Nicole Richie. I didn’t think much of it when I saw the article way back in March, but D later told me that Kevin had started a long series of posts tell the WHOLE story from his side. I was reluctant to dive into it at first, but I’ve always been a Smith fan and couldn’t stay away for long. Soon I found myself checking back just about every day to see if he’d put up the next part of the story.
It’s really long, nine parts, and each post is a couple of pages, but if you’re a fan of Smith and/or Mewes (Jay & Silent Bob), or you just want to read a good, inspirational story of someone overcoming drug abuse, then it would behoove you to check it out.
Kevin’s original response to the story breaking on The Superficial is here. There’s a little more build-up on the post from the 27th.
Me and My Shadow, Pt. 1 – This begins the saga.

I think we should all pause for a brief moment and give out a solid “w00t w00t” for half days at work. In approximately 13 minutes, give or take, Cici and I shall be “getting the hell out of Dodge” and I will be taking her back down to the wilds and wooly lands of Central Texas. Evidently she didn’t head the danger of the first excursion, I’m not sure what the ramifications of hanging out with rural country folk is, but I’m almost certain that it can be contagious.
Before leaving we’ll have to correct a wrong perpetrated upon a vehicle and recharge its sadly depleted battery. I must also pack and we might also necessarily need “one for the road”, but that seems irresponsible when “one for the road” precludes a road trip. Mayhaps we should just get a burger, with jalapeños and chesses. And, now I’m just rambling.
Happy Easter weekend, my lovely filthy readers…if any of you are indeed left.