umm… oops. didn’t mean to drag it all out here. usually i don’t do that, and i do assure you that last night was an isolated incident. however, it brought back days when that happened more often, and brought them back hard.
i woke up not wanting to even confront it, then i decided what the hell. it’s ok. a consequence of living life out in the open, is that you will tend on occasion to be too open.
moving right along. being that it’s a holiday, i get to hear lotsa helicopters today – i’m within, oh, roughly 500 yards of the local trauma center (i can see the helipad from my front yard) and the flight path includes going right over my house at about 100 feet altitude. so i’m never short of sobering reminders of how good it is i get drunk and stay nice and safe in my house.
speaking of drunk… he apologized for the 4:30am namecalling and i bit his finger (he was pointing it at me) and i told him i had a beer for breakfast before coffee, then i’m having another beer then the rest of the coffee, and i made it clear there would be no housecleaning today. oh, i also apologized for waking him up by being loud at that hour. he didn’t believe that this is the first time in my life i’ve ever had beer for breakfast. i told him i posted what he said and he said without him i’d have nothing to write about. hello? oh whatever. i’m happy that i didn’t have any beer or coffee in my mouth, so nothing came out of my nose but a snort.
and then he gave me ten bucks for when he knows i’ll walk to the gas station for more beer. so, you know, this is life, as it is lived here in the open, is not a bad life afterall. it just has its moments.