Day 587

8/24/2008

taken : 8/24/2008

...

Losing things when you are drunk is understandable...if not funny (depending on what it is you lost).

But losing things when you are sober sometimes just makes me feel stupid.

...

After the wedding last night Scott crashed on the couch and I passed out upstairs. Two weddings in just as many days is exhausting. When it was time to leave I was trying to find all the pieces to my get up. Vest, shirt, shoes. Pants? Tie?

I, for the life of me could not find my suit pants. For some reason I figured they were downstairs...because thats where my jeans were...but only because I originally changed downstairs...so this morning I figured if my jeans were down there...my other pants would be there??? I know I know...it makes no sense...but thats what I thought.

My pants were upstairs.

...

As it turns out I was sitting on the tie for most of the time I was trying to remember where I threw it.

...

And I wasn't even drunk last night...or this morning...

...I just have a bad memory.

...

Michele's sister works at Moe's in Denver. Apparently they have a big flat screen there where they display photography and other pieces of art. She wanted a disc with some photos on it before the DNC.

I wasn't really sure what to put on it.

It retrospect...I think I may have put some strange photos on there...


...oh well.

...