What’s up my beyotches!?

This weekend was pretty great. But I wouldn’t put it in any kind of top 10 list that’s for sure. (Side note: why is Celine Dion in my Itunes? Where the hell did I get all this lame ass shit?)

Friday I had dinner at The Jazz A Louisiana Kitchen. The food was good but the company was better.

Saturday, I went to a Cinco de Mayo cookout that The Awesome Family has every year. Keg beer, burgers, hot dogs, you really can’t go wrong with that combination. After it got dark we all ventured inside where Mr. Awesome and I played bartender mixing up Zip Locks one after the other and watching the De La hoya fight, I do find it strange that I have no idea who won the fight. But I really wasn’t paying attention to it anyway.

I bolted out of there before it was over. The EYE-talian and I had to get closer to the home base before we got too wasted. So we headed to The Twin to finish off the night.

When I got home from The Twin, I committed the ULTIMATE FUCK UP! It’s so huge it’s going to require its own post. So more on that later.

Sunday, I layed around the house sleeping it off until about 7 pm or so. Then I watched Invincible with Marky Mark (he will always be Marky Mark no matter what he does). The story is good but the move blew worse than a 5 cent Philippine hooker. Not that I know, that’s just what I’ve heard.