Spiffed! Tipsy! Three sheets to the wind!
October 13th, 2005 by Bill
I’m half in the bag here. I didn’t intend to be.
But I just watched Star Trek: Nemesis. I know, I know … it’s Star Trek. But I had to watch it because I always wanted to do Doctor Crusher. Damn those Star Trek writers! Why could they never come up with a decent Dr. Crusher story?
“Beverley?”
“Yes, Jean-Luc?”
“I must have you!”
“But Jean-Luc! Think! The film’s rating! How can we possibly copulate under these conditions?”
But that’s neither here nor there … I started watching it, was deflected by a phone call, cooked food badly and ended up eating a crappy dinner with rather more lame-duck red wine then I intended. You know what’s wrong with bad Chilean red wine? Bad as it is, you still get drunk.
And I ended up watching Star Trek while doing it. Good grief. The rest of the week will be all comments and posts denying I ever wrote this. Geesh …
Tag: Tipsy, How to become an idiot
But. . .you DID write it. And better yet, you DID do it.