We're pathologically social. We're professional leisurists. We're burrito lovers, bar flies, art whores and music nerds. We dish the good dirt, and we'll risk a parking ticket for a cheap sample sale. Sometimes, we blog drunk.
Blogging under the influence
Last week was rough. As you know, I was assaulted by some random thug on the mean streets of Culver City. To ease the ensuing pain, good ol' doc prescribed Vicodin.
The moment I mention that I'm on Vicodin, I get open palms shoved in my direction giving the universal gesture for a free handout. I knew Vicodin was popular, but I didn't know that 50% of my contacts are junkies! They all come out of the woodwork, reminiscing on the good times with their old friend Vic, and longing for a reunion. Jeez, and you think you know a guy...
Anyhow, being doped up out of my mind has made blogging quite difficult; though I managed to bust out a few novel entries. Could you tell I was intoxicated while blogging? Did you leave scratching your heads? I mean, I guess I could have blogged about the deliciousness of Vicodin, but I figured everyone knew that!
It's neither here nor there now; I'm now completely sober and drug free. Let's just hope I don't become some boring sod who doesn't know when to shut up. Otherwise, I will have no choice but to become the next Hunter S. Thompson. --Shane Redsar
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