hey. wait. i got a real complaint, forever in debt to your priceless advice

thats from some nirvana song heart-shaped box. man, its been a really long time since i've been able to write or since i've had the urge or the insight to write anything meaningful. i guess my neighbor who had the internet has cancelled his or her internet subscription. that really puts a damper on my web surfing capabilities. so here i am at the house, st. chris, working on this fine sunday. i had to take the clients to some stupid, lame convention called lascypaa in covington. i expected it to be lame, but WOW!!! this was the worst time ever in the history of bad times. the group was trying to find people to play mafia. you know that game that i frequently bash cause i hate it so much. yeah. so this thing is so dumb that now the "in-crowd" is making moves to get a mafia game going. great. so anyways, thank God, my guys were having just as bad a time as i was and requested leaving after they served the required time so we did. the convention sucked. it was outdoors in the heat of the louisiana summer on a wet park grounds from the 2 or 3 days of rain and hail that preceded this wicked awesome way to waste a weekend. then the ypaa in lascypaa stands for young people in aa. my guys rounded out about 90% of the 'young' crowd that was there. it was us, 5 other 'younger'(25-30 yr. olds) from baton rouge, and like 4 people under 35 from the covington area, i assume, then all 45 on up. the band was in their 50's and retired. my friend mike had on some shoes with the (red) stuff on it. inspi(red) etc. we took turns describing the scene with the (red) stuff. mike put the band is reti(red) and i'm bo(red), you get the idea. aside from the drive and being able to listen to music on the rides there and back, this was the highlight of the trip for me. it was one that will soon be forgotten i hope. oh well. that's my contribution to this months blog page. i had fun venting and i hope that you had fun reading it. i gotta get back to work now. much love to my peoples on them peep holes....especially with the mouth on them there peep holes in public rest stops.....represent fellas....keep them jaws working and them holes hurtin' hahaha later peeps