Late Night Antics...

A MySpace message comes in. It's my neighbor David. He needs to vent on a situation, actually multiple, so we go for a drive to Wal-Mart.. Going to Wal-Mart makes me happy. Why? Because no matter how bad things are I am not working at Wal-Mart. Have you been to a Wal-Mart at 4am? No rockets will be built from that clientele..

Oh, and they have squat for Halloween. Wait... If I wanted to do a costume I wouldn't go to the Halloween area, I would just go to their selection of clothing. U-G-L-Y...

I got a funny call from another while on this trip.. Got to love the drunken chats...

Can't believe I didn't have a beer tonite..

Mmmm sleep... This time sober..