Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed. This world in arms is not spending money alone. It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its children.
- President Dwight D. Eisenhower

Saturday, June 14, 2008

John Smith

It's gonna be a busy day today.

Lots of stuff is going on!!! Can't write about it.

I love Kim!


So, I met the Stephiantor, The Skipper, Jennifer, Allison, Garvin, Joe Dorton, and several others, but because I am drunk, I can't remember their names.

After three years, I fell into conversation with them flawlessly. Kim... God bless the internet, yo. Kim drove me home, watched me cavort in the hot tub, slip and slide, and talked with strangers and watched beer pong. I truly, honestly sincerely, and deeply love my girl friend.

She is the best thing to happen to me in decades.

Ok, I am still drunk, but I am supremely happy, and my blog roll is going to expand by three or four names, as well as my subscription list.

Now, all I need is to crash a party in Wisconsin and New York. Oh... California too!

I love all of my internet friends.


Kimber said...

Thank you Honey! I am glad I could join you and meet your blogger buds. They were all very nice. :)

Drunken Chud said...

sausage alert! was that a fucking ham in your pants?

Scooter said...

No, that was my penis.

Kimber said...


Joe C said...

I could go for a coma right now.

Stepho said...

I covered in bruises from Saturday night. I guess that's the mark of a successful party!