lazlocomicon.jpgLook here is the deal. I have not posted shit in forever. No excuse, no blah blah. Just a girlfriend and a smile.
Last year I posted every movement (bowl included) at the event that is Comic Con. This year, I was way too busy being the business geek that I am to even post. So, instead of posting some sort of recap telling my sorry tales of who I saw and what I consumed, I thought I would go big picture and talk about the only thing I truely know…
Drinking. Why do we drink? It is a silly thing that has no long term benefits and has serious repercussions. In a perfect world, not only would there be no need to get soused to the point of peeing oneself, there would be no desire.
But the world sucks and most the time “life” is a swift kick to the testiesapiaicles. Booze is the man cup that protects us from taking one on the inside coner below the belt. The best looking most success nerd, is still a nerd (I KNOW, FUNNIEST POST EVER RIGHT?)
So back to the important thing, drunkiness. If life sucks so bad, what is one to do? Moments of Happiness. That is all we can go after. If I end up a miserable old drunk prick like my boy Charles B, as long as I get my moments. All the pain and anguish can suck my balls for my moments.
A smoke with a friend.
Ordering another round.
A story you have heard before.
A drunk friend saying it is good to see you when he saw you yesterday.
Shutting the door and biting the pillow.
Opening a book right after closing another.
Laughing at retards.
A machete.
The smell of a new girl.
An episode of RESCUE ME.
MY MOMENTS
Oh yeah, and booze.
You can kick me in the nuts, and it will hurt like a mother, but take my moments from me and I will kill you. Things change, they fall apart, they move to NYC and take a job at the CBS morning show.
But they can not take my moments. And those tiny moments are all we got.
This is Lazlo saying, she is leaving on a jet plane, don’t care when she’ll be back again. Give me Daniels, or give me death.
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