Right now I’m sitting in my parent’s home on Long Island, about to head back down to DC after a long weekend of track & field and alcohol consumption.
I had such a phenomenal time in NYC, and I’d like to thank all of those involved: the Georgetown track team for putting on such a good show at the Big East meet; all of my fellow Gtown alums and associated parties (especially Lenny and Wadad…it’s always a pleasure); Joanna Rodgers for the phenomenal races; the Dan Wilson circle; Teebs; Dadday; Yeti; Crazy Mike; Gerry No Game; the Homeless Wizard; www.scottbrundage.com for letting me crash on his floor; the Lagirls; Jack Daniels whiskey; and the producer of my flask.
I would also like to issue my condolences for all the victims of ‘Chuck’s Wrath’; a plague of biblical proportions that swept through the Upper West Side, Midtown and Astoria, Queens. You know that you’re out of control when Dan Wilson tells you to put your shirt back on in a bar. My sister (Tiff) and her boyfriend (Adam) actually refused to be associated with me on Saturday night. Oh, and to the dude who threatened me from the window of his Queens apartment for dry-heaving on the sidewalk, you deserved having those trash cans launched at your front door.
OK, I really need to get out of here, but I’m hoping to get in a gothscene update later today. I’m also hoping to shower later today, as it hasn’t happened since Saturday morning.
Chuckblog loves you more than skipping the bill at a dinner in a drunken stupor.
At least you remember your drunk spurs of the moment XD.
-Fluff.
Chuck when I woke up the next morning to find Tebb’s angelic face on the pillow next to mine, I was heartbroken that it wasn’t you.
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