Why I'm a Freakin' Genius part 2

Bubble wrap condoms. They either pop or stimulate or both. Everybody's happy.

Cafe Ole

Yesterday I subsisted on coffee and rum. That made for an interesting day today. Staying at my desk - pretty much the only challenging thing about my job - was particularly challenging. Somehow I made it through.

Sunday was the day after the 7.7.7 version of the Independence Day party out at The Compound. I was up at 8:00, a little later than usual, but much before anyone else. I had my morning beer, then moved to coffee thinking we'd be leaving soon. Then there was breakfast and lingering. Oh, well, then I'll have rum. OK, I should probably have coffee since I need to be able to drive because we're leaving soon. Then there was more lingering. OK, then how about some rum. Well, you get the picture.

Coffee and rum continued their battle for my soul throughout the following day. Never choosing to work together and endowing me with an island patois that made me say, "Yeah, mon, I think we should chop more 'cane."

Instead it kept me in a bi-polar tug-of-war. I nodded off in the middle of typing a sentence only to find myself minutes later walking the perimeter of the parking lot wondering why there are pine cones I don't see any pine trees are there pine trees hiding in the wait those look like pine trees maybe I'm wrong how could I have missed or did I maybe have this conversation before with myself and just forgot and what about the wow it's hot why doesn't asphalt sparkle anymore didn't it used too am I remembering that right is that my heart I hear I should get back I'm tired.....

I suppose that's what Monday's are for.