Daquiri of a madman

So I guess that last post was kind of bitchy but, as fellow blogger St Anthony once said, "quod scripsi, scripsi". Or was it St. Mark....St. Patrick? Anyways tonight was Grammy's. I only watched the part where all those dudes jammed with Skynyrd but I accidentally saw part of a segment where this rapper turned into an angel and started flying away during his song. They have this category now called "Urban / Alternative", & let me explain to anyone reading this who hails from the inner-city, "urban" actually means "black". They have an "Urban Comedy" special on Comedy Central. "Urban attire" means Sean John, though let me tell you, not even the most hardened thug can look tough in a velour jumpsuit. Anyways I just got over a nasty cold, & let me tell you that despite what you may have heard, being sick really sucks. I blew my nose so much it looks like a have sunburn. I think it was some kind of poetic justice because I called in sick so I could go to a concert with my friend. Well, see what happens? Poetic justice, I tell ya, Emily Dickinson style. I don't know what that's supposed to mean. I guess because it's bleak and...and it rhymed. Yeah so I went to this show & ended up getting my Talledega t-shirt stained when some dolt got jostled by some other dolt & I ended up wearing most of his beer. I guess it wasn't a lite beer because you can definitely see where he got me. I'm guessing it was Anchor Steam or possibly Amber Bock. Anyways when I was sick I thought what might help would be some good food & a stiff drink. You know, feed a cold, starve a fever? I think that's how it goes. So I had this thing at Acapulco called the Combo Ultimo & couple of margaritas, then I got some Z's. Well it made me really tired & I slept for like, over 12 hours & felt a lot better when I woke up. So I don't really know which part really was the key ingredient. Now, I'm guessing if I had downed a few "tropical" drinks that would've really put me over the top. You know, because they have fruit juice & stuff? Lots of vitamin C & what have you. Yeah I read this one recipe thats "The Cure for the Common Cold" & it's a shot of Scnapps, one of those Trader Joes beers, some garlic, some chlorophyll tablets, & a raw egg, & you drink the whole thing all heated up. I've never seen chlorophyll tablets for sale anywhere, otherwise I would've tried it his time. I don't guess margaritas are the most efficient way to fend off a virus but it's a lot classier than downing tequila shots during dinner. Hey that reminds me, how come they don't have that super-strong cough-syrup anymore? You know, the kind you can't drive after taking? It's no fun drinking a glass of that kid-stuff mixed with ginger ale! Haha, I kid folks! I don't like ginger ale. Yeah so I guess they put SOMETHING in it still because I took a shot of this stuff my girlfriend got from the Rite-Aid & it was harsher than the first time I tried Jagermeister. Anyways this gay repartee is all well & good but I gotta go to bed so I can get up & go to work tomorrow & continue this ominous charade as another productive member of society. See you in the funny pages.