Because dvchumbug’s recent comment scarred me deeply, but helped me to realize I indeed had a problem, I lacked the true dedication. This is last week, this is time for tha max dedications, skillz to pay the bills, limes to do the times. Anyhow, here are some ‘highlightz’ pics from the last 2 weeks or so.
10am Saturday morning Vegas, after lonely cab ride alone from the hospital. ..This one shouldn’t be too surprising. I SAID in previous post that weekend was like the hangover, and I recently offhandedly mentioned the hospital to a friend and she was like ‘wtf!!!!!’.
It was like the hangover, not like some lame-ass college party where everyone gets SSUsuSUuusuuppeeerrWWAAASSSTTETEEEDDD and is so sick. No. This is srs bznz. Hangover. There is a difference. Marriage fell through, tiger ran away. Cops replaced with bouncers…yeah….. 
Dressed for success, aka “Too much PLAID!!!” -Beatrice 
Yeah……yeah…. BJ (Bungee Jumping - but yes, we went there) guide: “Skydiving is like making love to your girlfriend. BJ is like EFFIN HER LITTLE SISTER.”
Left SF at 2am after interesting adventure in Berkeley, had wild goose chase through SF looking for photocopies (failed) then drove 221 miles north of SF to ‘Garberville’ in Humboldt county (despite being weed growing capital of the world, as exciting as it sounds). Brakes were smoking from speeding on steep mt roads, 4 hour equipment delay then JUMP. Hillbillies stopped to yell obnoxious/funny things a la “suicide without the commitment, eh???”. Then he smoked HUGE joint in front of his 3 little daughters. hmm….
Silly tidbit: most critical component of harness is called “your D”. Ya. Your D & BJ = wash out mouth with soap all the way home.
White Wednesday at theFirm. We told others we were part of a spiritual cult, and guy on right would move us around by raising his hands and saying “come, my children”. Did not drink Kool-aid. Stay tuned for Co-worker roundup…featuring T-bone, Coletrain, Swirly, OP, HR complaint, and big gaul.
