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I know, I know... you've hardly recuperated. You're still a little hazy. You're not feeling much like alcohol is your friend. Trust me. I know.
However, it's my birthday today. And to top it all off, it's the Jesus Christ year. It's not the "Jesus Christ, I'm getting so frickin' old that these grays are giving my age away," but actually... it's the age the ancient guy got before he flew away. Kaput. Done. Finito.
So I've not turned water into wine, walked on water or raised folks from the dead. I've still been able to contribute to society. I've helped more than 100 people get completely trashed and blotto. I've flashed a boob or two in my lifetime to some folks who really needed a pick me up. I've avoided hitting people who were walking against the light, in the middle of the street, all on purpose. I'm a good frickin' person. I've lived a fulfilling life. If it all came down, I could call it a day and not regret a damn thing.
That being said, and because it could be my last year on this planet, I am a game fiend. Playing games is one of my favorite pastimes. I also love bowling. I suck at it, but I still want you all to come out to Bowlmor Lanes tonight to play and drink. Or just drink. Or just play. Either way, games are not cheap—something like $10 a game or something like that. Shoe rental is $5. I have no idea how much drinks are. We don't have reservations because that would cost an arm and a leg. But, let's give it a try. If costs become an issue, we'll head down the block to TK and Jay's house. We'll buy a couple six packs for a few bucks and it'll even out the evening's expenditures.
If you want to check to see where we are at any given time in the evening, call my cell phone at (917) 538-1121.
See ya all tonight!
Cindy & the Holy Trinity