Someone had a birthday on Friday

and I'm so damn slack I don't post shit about it until the following week.

Happy belated birthday to that good friend of ours, Breakin' the Lawlor.

Here's some evidence of the fun that was predicated on yer special day.


A bunch of drunks milling around


The Birthday Girl and her obedient Man-servant and partner in water sports.


Is it Matt, is it Moby? You make the call!


The Orfn of Death Metal

As I am being a good little Carrie Nation boy until the 4th of Ju-la, I was able to partake in the festivities AND remember them. No small feat. It was one of those great nights when there was a bunch of people mucking about, talking, laughing, drinking, singing, and reveling in general good spirits. A hardy kudos to Michelle for having a birthday worth celebrating.

After that, the weekend just kept going. Saturday I worked, Sunday I played an abysmal round of golf at Miry Run. Still had a good time though, just proving that old maxim that golf, like sex, is one of those wonderful activities that you don't have to be very good at to enjoy. Unfortunately I was compelled by golf, stink, food, and Fatter's company to miss a friend's friend's bar-b-que. Hopefully it wasn't a crucial bar-b-q. Thanks anyway to the ladies for the invite. But Deadwood was great again.

Yesterday I played Pitch and Putt with Frank not once but twice. We hit up the Mo'ville Golf Farm and I whooped his ass, as per my usual. Then, after his tattoo appointment went down the drain we scouted out a place in Wall Township called Quail Ridge. The grounds were nice, but the greens were like the backs of whales sticking out of the ground. Seriously steep shite. Frank hit an absolutely spectacular shot that was two inches away from a hole-in-one and his tap in birdie gave him the stroke he needed to beat me.

I don't really work, so I don't really have a "weekend" unless you want to say my weekend runs from Sunday to Friday, since I only tend bar Saturday nights unless I pick up extra shifts. That gives me a whole lot of free time. Anyone got ideas for what I can do with myself, keeping in mind that I don't have much money. And replying "get a job" is useless, so in the words of Vincent, "Don't waste my motherfuckin' time!"