Hi everybody. Welcome to the blog where I talk about the past.
So it's come to this. I was in acapulco, in a pool, surrounded by Roman columns with flames coming out the top. I was swimming naked, being served champagne by high class hookers in high heels. My friend here said, "Did you just say, 'just high heels?'" No, they had metallic bathing suits on. Very 70's. The women were serving champagne and various other adult entertainment items. Now I'm stuck at home. I'm 55 and living with my parents. I'm watching public broadcasting TV and watching the most depressing detective story I've ever seen. Oh yeah, and I'm in my bed with the world's smelliest dog. What's the world coming to? My parents did save me though. They saved me from a nursing home. My mom has been looking after me and she's doing an amazing job. Thought I'd just throw that in there.
You know, you take it for granted, but my job brought me to some amazing restaurants. i miss those days. I should have weighed like 300 pounds. We ate great. Hawaii was my favorite because we would have fresh fish every night. The sushi was amazing. Come to think of it, I should be a consultant for people who want to go on vacation. I know where all the good food is.
I'm gonna leave it at that cause I've got to go back to therapy - or was it dinner? I can't remember. Have a good week.
Oh yeah, here's the blog where I talk about the present.
Love, B. Nice