My being bad has caught me. 150. Surprised that it was high this week instead of last since I was actually good this week. Well, except for the coffee in the morning and drinking Thursday, Friday and Saturday. I need to cut out any drinking until the wedding I think.
Mom said that there is a fortune of booze stashed in the closet now and I ordered more than a few cases of vino from V. Sattui.
Stuart said, “All I need is some Rolling Rock and I will be happy.”
I told him that he will have as much crap beer as he would like.


August 30th, 2005 at 6:12 am
Gary & Stu have a few things in comman:
Beer
Aliens
Angels
The MIL