Friday, February 18, 2005

Yes, indeed.

"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, martini in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming 'WOO HOO what a ride!' "

You bet. It's Friday, y'all. Time to get really wild. Order out instead of cook. Rent a brutal thriller. Drink two beers instead of just one. Oh boy!

There it is. It's OK though, because that's as wild as we can get when the first two thirds of any evening are spent keeping up with 18 month old Daring Dayton of the Spanish Main. He's a holy terror, and our house is like a toy store that's been ravaged from top to bottom.

One day, when The Little Buccaneer and his sibling are into their own things and can be trusted to be out on Friday night, My Lovely Wife and I will put this bit of philosophy into practice.


Anonymous Anonymous said...

I like Mel Brooks' observation that being alive should be the exact opposite of being dead. -Roy

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