Festive weekend

Wow, what a weekend! Partying Friday, Saturday, and Sunday night! A quick recap, to be expounded upon as whimsy decrees...

Partied till 4:30 on Friday night, to reluctantly get up at 8:30 in the morning for the town's yearly festival parade. It was great. I wore my "Ricky outfit" and my Drunkard's fez. Beer in the Canadian beer-wrap, you could still see the blue & yellow top of my beer can. My awesome boss came up to me, (you see, he's a fellow drinker, and appreciates that I also imbibe in the blessed nectars), points at my drink, and with a wink in his voice says to me, "Is that an iced tea?" "Yeah, it sure is!" I wink back at him and we both laugh. He goes back to his wife and he musta said something like, "I asked him if that was an iced tea!" She smiles and they both share the laugh too, as I smile back at them.

Just one of those little blessed moments that fill life, if you just let them in. That's the shit I'm talking about right there. It encapsulates so much good. The spirit of free-enterprise is strong with us and the company, and the importance of service. Freedom of business enterprise: he's my boss in a terrifically-run company who care and tend their employees, knowing the value of them. And they are successful and growing, despite even the apparent shitty economy. And every employee feels happy to work for the company.

My review of him as a boss is, "outstanding".

(to be continued...)

Happy, tired, blessed Friday night

All right, "Here, we, go."

Been a little while since I've been here too (just wrote that in a post over at the Modern Drunkard Forum). I seem to spend alot of time over at Ace of Spades, but they're having server issues tonight and comments are unable to be left or even accessed, which is cool, actually, as that has opened up a few other things for me. Nice.

I've got our holiday playlist from last week going, Bob Marley right now, and I'm just not in the mood for politics. My "ADD" (I'm not ADD really, just a short attention span "I have this condition..." and something my wife and I like to joke about) is in a funny kinda dance with a week long lack of sleep tonight. (Finally I found a period!)

Okay, so yes, life is good and God is great. I have a bit of a propensity to concern myself too much with details, one of the reasons that my Friday night drunkening is so valuable to me. It allows my worries about all those little nags of life, dandelions on the lawn, for instance, literally and figuratively, to be cast by the wayside. And I sincerely thank the Lord for those Good Creatures He's given us to help along our paths. Drink and plant and herb, I am grateful for them all.

My darling wife and I went out on a date earlier tonight, and we saw Public Enemies. I liked it. Not a perfect movie, but it brought some interesting and relevant history to our fore.

"Okay, I'm good for awhile... A little while." ~ Crystal on holiday at the campsite (heh heh, that was one of our ongoing jokes for a while. As is the "here we go" thing.

And there I've gone. I am all dressed up with no place to go and no one to see me. I'm wearing my white Zoot suit that I bought and wore for my wedding. Except with my favourite shiny black shirt, plus black-tassled, red Modern Drunkard fez.

Heh, all right. Ace got his comments going again.

Went for a bike ride with a beer to visit my beautiful wife at her work. I woulda taped it all, but I had a beer in my one hand most of the trip.

two cans in my hand, i go to meet the bong I left for me on my front step...

...and come back with a bottle and shot glass of put-me-finally-into-sleep...

or push into round two...