Holy Mary mother of Dog, it’s FRIDAY. And thank fuck because there were about 11 Wednesdays this week and I’m a little hung over today. Steve & I dined on copious amounts of red wine last night served with a small side of pad Thai. It was our farewell to booze as we are attempting to climb back on the “I quit smoking” train yet again, seeing as it didn’t stick this time or this time or this time or even this time.
I am stating this publicly so that you will all heckle me mercilessly should I bust out the Export Gold pack again. If smoking were a health supplement, I would be the healthiest motherfucker on the planet.















