I'm at work, DJ'ing at The Harem. It's 5pm and I have ten entertainers
in the rotation, which is a fairly typical number for this time on a
Sunday afternoon. A small amount of guys, sipping their beer, watching
NFL games on the big screens and occasionally tipping one of the girls.
This has been, as they say, one of those days. Not a bad one, mind you. Just a little frustrating.
Last night, a good friend hosted a party at her place in honor of my
wife, who just passed her state boards and is now a nurse. Good friends
came, much laughter ensued, and bodacious amounts of alcohol were
consumed. By me. And by our hostess.
I became a bit intoxicated. I didn't get crazy or take off my clothes or
get into a fight or try to drive home, mind you -- I just wound up
passed out in a chair near the fire, and another friend of ours drove me
home. My wife is a bit upset with me, and now I'm in the doghouse.
But she did put her anger at me aside long enough so that we could take
the kids to the local school's homecoming parade this afternoon, which
was nice. The kids got lots of candy and really enjoyed themselves.
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