You know what sucks?.......I'll tell you. Finally having Blazin' Buffalo Ranch Doritos and NOT having sour cream to go along with them. Go to the store you say? Well, the store closed 38 minutes ago. Yes, it is only 8:38 right now. Go to another store you say? Can't, there isn't another store for 40 dark, slippery, moose-filled miles.

I have waited about 5 weeks for Clay (he is the guy that hauls the Lay's Chips up the mountain on mooseback, or maybe he is the Wise chip guy) to bring me Blazing Buffalo Ranch Doritos. There has been much groveling, pleading, threatening and even a few promises of sexual favors, but fina-fucking-ly, he brought them in today. And I forgot to get sour cream. Fucker! No problem I told myself, I am driving right by a Super Wally's tonight, Iwill pop in and buy some. Well yea, me and my great memory. They are still good but sour cream gives them just the right combo of spicey and coooool.

Had a great weekend with Shelli, K-dawg, Ally and the kids. There was much merriment. It took Shelli 7 and a half hours to get here on Friday night, meanwhile I was waiting for her at the bar, she missed last call by 3 minutes (according to her watch), but I drank enough for both of us. She drove my tipsy tush home and I walked down to get my car at 7 am the next morning while her ass was snorin' in the spare room. Two customers stopped and aked me if I needed a ride to work, a 3rd just laughed at me as he saw me opening the door to my car in front of the bar. He knew why my car was there, and he has laughed at me every day this week.

Saturday, we went tubing at Black Mountain, it was awesome, had a freakin' blast! Had a few casualties, I got a huge welt on my bicep from Kyle kicking the shit out of me the 1st time down, Shelli nearly bit off her own damn tongue, K-dawg body surfed down the mountain, on her belly, holding onto her tube with both hands. Ally fell off her tube and held onto Cassie's head half way down. Good times.....good times!

The ride there nearly claimed my life, with Shelli crapping her thong in her truck behind me . I almost fish-tailed off that slick cliff up there, only it was snow covered, much like the road, damn Dennis' friend for not plowing better!

Saturday night was da shit. We had sooo much fun down at Sarge's. I even got Shelli to shake her tail feather's a bit.

Sunday we watched HITCH. I want a man like that damn it! I saw Rushman in town. {{Squeal}} I wanted go all "groupie" on his ass, but I decided squealing and jumping up and down in the middle of the IGA was not a good idea. Sunday night of course was the Superbowl which we watched half of at the bar, we left because we couldn't hear the damn commercials, which were not even that good, and Prince????? Or should I say "the artist formerly known as sucky"?? That was the worst half time show ever! It just goes to show you with out the Pats, the superbowl turns into a shit show!

I had a big gaping hole in my heart when they all left on Monday. {{sniffle}}