Just got a call to go to Havana with two friends... ugh. I hate to miss out on my friends but the thought of going out makes me want to poke my eyes out with a shrimp fork. I guess I will need my eyes to drive to work tomorrow, so I think I will forgo Martini Madness with the Monday Night Boys Club.

Sorry boys, this bear has a headache.

Today begins my attempt to re-connect with the goings on of all things new and modern. Most new and modern things appear to be hooked into the prospect of baring ones soul (or at least ones body parts) on the Internet. Well, this is my shout out to "ME TOO!" I'm diving back into the pool with a vengeance, and damn the consequences and the ( Read more... )