Rainy days

suck! It's been raining so many days straight that I feel like I need a damn latte from Starbucks. I'm going to D.C. in a few days. It better not rain on my damn parade down there that's all I'm gonna say. I really need a little liquor humor right about now, which is synonymous with potty humor in some states. I've been chillin at my sister's place with her for the past two weeks. She likes to cook sudanese food and watch Korean soap operas. She is a strange bird. An hour ago, she gave me a state-of-the-world speech using the protestant versus catholics dilemma in Ireland. I swear she missed her calling as a stand-up comedian or a soap-box preacher.

So I'm going venue scouting for the reunion me and my friends are planning. I seem to be doing a lot of leg work. But thankfully, I've got a financial backer so that's cool. Cause if I had to pay for it, we'd all be meeting at the corndog stand in the food court, you know what I'm saying. Ciao dudes.