Happy New Years (Yeah. There were two.)

Some thoughts and lessons:

Let's Play Two - Actually, a bad idea. Two New Year observances seem like a good idea, and they still may be, just not when they're six hours apart. You'll never make the second one, trust me, I saw an Irishman tap.

Blitzed by Six - Yes. The entertainment was.

Man on Man Action - Really. Really makes the wife mad.

McDonald's - Must be serving clown meat. It explains so much, like the fact that their hamburger, cheeseburger, and McDouble all sell for the same price.

Ethnic Insensitivity - Apparently still OK, as long as its directed at the Italians.

Self Insensitivity - To continue from above, due to my Italian heritage, long hair, and pointed ears, I've taken to referring to myself as Dagolas.

Home by Ten - Yes. Everyone was.

Bloody Mary - Tastes better when not made with coarse pepper and when not made off the floor.

Get the fuck out. - Or, why you should never ask an Irishman what Jameson's is, especially when he's buying you a shot of it.

McDonald's Redux - Or, how to not have common sense. If you're opening late, but don't want to serve breakfast, I understand that. However, if you cut breakfast off at 10:30 on a normal day, don't fucking open at 10 and talk to me like I'm stupid for wanting a Southern Style Chicken Biscuit, just open at 10:30 and make it easier on us all.

Illnesses - I have one, but I took some blue pills I found in my nightstand, hallucinated, and laughed. I don't feel any better though.

Listen To - Brendan Loughrey, for he was the entertainment of the evening and entertaining he was.

Buy - My book. Pretty, pretty please.

As we toasted to last evening,

Here's to 2010.

Cheers.