Monday, July 31, 2006

Droth

"Droth", I have no idea what it means - but I can use it in a sentence:

"On Friday morning I felt Droth!"

Big thanks to everyone who came down to celebrate my premature aging and to spade the lovely Ballerinas and Beavers.


And to Frank, who doubled the GDP of Mexico with this single round of Tequilas (28, one for each year of my life, what a player!), I blame you for my having absolutely no recollection of the last few hours of the evening... with the exception of a moment of clarity with a young lady (who will remain nameless) in the sauna of all places! What is it with me and strange places on club night!?

On the business end, I'd like to say well done to the guys for a good win yesterday. I took the weekend off and left the side in the capable hands of Harps who led the boys to a hard fought 2-1 win. No fines this week - and apparently a team MoM for a great 11 man effort! Bollox, finally my chance to pull a MoM (so to speak) and I'm away.