gonzeaux

Woo Man, I am nursing a good Fat Tuesday hangover. It seems my friends wife wanted to go out and whoop it up. And when she beckons the drinkers in the neighborhood we all show up. I made it through about 9 Hurricanes. And also some decent gumbo. We played trivia on a team called smells like sheen spirit. Did ok until a few of us left. I was pretty tanked and it was a walk to get home.

So Lung tests aside, Honduras beckons again. I am just going to fly. I kind of wish I had company but some old man and the sea shit going on may not be too bad.

Went on a great date monday and then the silence. It may as well be called the Denver Silence. I am pretty sick of it. So off I go.

A change of perspective would be good for me......