By the time this post appears, the annual Fall fundraiser will be half over. As of the wee hours of Saturday morning, we've only had one visitor taken to the hospital (passed out due to not eating all day) and one fence-jumper nabbed by security- the kid was from one of the wealthier burgs in this oh-so-wealthy county. When the security guard made him call his parents, the affluent assholes said they were eating dinner. When told that their son would be delivered to the custody of the local gendarmes if they didn't pick him up within a half-hour, they changed their dinner plans. Ah, affluenza... asshole parents, asshole kid, no repercussions for assholery. I hope the asshole's asshole buddies who hopped back over the fence razz the little shit mercilessly come Monday.
So far, it's been a month in which I've typically been getting three hours of sleep on Saturdays, a month in which I've had to excuse myself early from family functions. It's been a typically hectic October. That Boner guy and his band sung about the month:
October, kingdoms rise and kingdoms fall,
But you go on and onnn and oh-oh-oh-onnnnn, you go onnnnnnnnnnnnnn, you go onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.
You got that right, mister!
There was relatively little diminution of online Bastard presence during this period, which was singularly impressive. Recognizing myself the hazards of limited sleep and overwork, your ability to consistently render an online presence has been formidable. Kudos and virtual celebratory toasts.
ReplyDeleteThere was relatively little diminution of online Bastard presence during this period, which was singularly impressive. Recognizing myself the hazards of limited sleep and overwork, your ability to consistently render an online presence has been formidable. Kudos and virtual celebratory toasts.
ReplyDeleteI set up posts when I have time and schedule them for the busy days. I wrote this post on Friday after everyone left.
He's probably a future N.Y. governor.
Or a Goldman Sachs exec.