My Fellow Inebriates,
Today has been, like OMG, awesomeness on top of awesomeness with a side of awesomeness.
Emily reblogged my Monday post about weird-ass playdates, which made my day, bounced my stats upward (not that I was looking, LOL), and thereby introduced me to a whole bunch of interesting bloggers. So that was awesome.
My Facebook Wrestler Unstoppable avatar LB the Alcoholic Bear has reached the finals in THREE different tournaments and is poised to win thousands of fake coins and dollars. Seriously, this isn’t the norm for him. He is often too drunk to show up before the countdown runs out.
And then…and THEN!! OMG, are you ready, my fellow inebriates? Okay…deep breath. Here’s what happened next.
Months of skulking around my local liquor store, peering through the windows…
OMG, so exciting.
For a while I wondered if Julia Gale really cared about my BROKER’S GIN SUPPLY. While she never avoided my pestering emails, she did seem busy with a lot of gin-unrelated issues…a sore throat that made her sound like a porn star (she didn’t call, so I had to take her at her word on this, which I did), and then, inconceivably, knee surgery at the critical juncture when Broker’s-BCLC negotiations were going on… Honestly, I worried that Julia was infecting and injuring herself as a psychosomatic bear-avoidance mechanism. Who could blame her?
This is almost too delightful to bear 😉
If Emily and Julia lived close enough and I could see straight, I would stalk them. Because they are so awesome (unlike my wrestler, who actually really sucks).
Whatever will happen next??