Another day, another dollar down the drain, another drink, another bullet in the brain.


Yeah I didn't get invited to Jabbar's cosmic bowling thing or the hangout at Santa Barbra.

No worries, they were both LAME. from what i hear.

I know there can't truly be a party without me.

Anyways I introduced Mike to the thai bar today. 4 heinekens and my wallet is dry, like my parched mouth.

Carol said that if she were younger she'd jump my bones, and she wanted me for her son, she'd find me the perfect wife.

But the only one for me right now is Tong. She is so pretty and shy. She pinky promised to call me, that was the first time we touched. I guess my previous post about Jessica was wrong.

i must make it a point to remember the "firsts" with women. they come back to haunt.

Me and mike are practicing to speak Thai. We had a good conversation in English about Thai family, which is much like the mexican family, the father is "the man".

Anyway here are some beer facts about luke:
Favorite: MGD
Favorite Import: is Newcastle an import? Corona or fosters then.
Favorite Light: Sam Adams
Least Liked: whatever the fuck jeff bought that one day, black voodoo? otherwise i like pretty much all beer. scratch that keystone light sucks balls.
First: legally? a can of fosters. illegally? a bottle of bud light at my uncle larry's birthday.
Last: a fine bottle of heineken, which i used to think was nasty.

why do i blog when i'm so buzzed? i don't fuckin know, i'll go read my Poe collection.