The Return of the Blog

It's the Tuesday following the unofficial closing of the beach house. I say unofficial cause I believe Tony is still there, but I am done with it. An unbelievable summer. Great new folks in the house and the usual cast of characters from the past. As always, I'd like to apologize for spending a third of the summer in an alcoholic black out and generally being offensive. Thanks to you all, my "fucko list" is mercifully short right now and that is rare this time of year.
I'm trying to start blogging again but to be truthful I'm kinda rusty. Monday was a truly horrific day and really the reason for the resumption of the blog. Pats and Sox lose Sunday, I'm viciously hung over for work, Shallon has to work late, and 5 minutes before she gets home my fucking TV blows up. We only have one TV, about a two year old 37 incher. It's too heavy to move and way to new to just blow up like that. I assume it was a final "fuck you" from God for the debauchery this summer and to add to my misery about the end of summer. I'll be hiring some form of Eastern European/Baltic immigrant to come by the house tomorrow and look at the TV. Then I'll try and understand what the fuck he is saying and eventual pay him just to leave me and my broken TV alone. I can't wait.
About the World Champion Boston/New England teams, I really can't get all that upset since they both won last year. I hope the Bosox outlast the yanks, but that goes with out saying.
Elsewhere in my life, as always on Tuesdays I have returned to the gym today and plan on quitting drinking and smoking forever. This should last anywhere from 48-72 hours, so I'm looking forward to a really healthy next couple of days. I appreciate your support in this effort, I'll expect more nice words of encouragement next Tuesday when I quit again. One day at a time, like I always say.
How ironic will it be if this next hurricane hits Houston? Should we have another party if it does? Too much, good to see I'm not the only one God hates. Cheers Motherfuckers!