This is either a mugwump OR me after drinking a "seven sees" 

Mugwump Juice

The bartenders and the managers of Bradley's Saloon in WPB are evil. This is not exaggeration, I think the manager, David, might actually be Lucifer. The other night I showed up to have two beers with a friend and I explicitly told the bartender, "I am just having two beers; I have to wake up tomorrow." I was just there to be social.
The plan went well at first. I nursed a beer, chatted up friends and was having a generally good time. And then...[ominous music, lighting dims, plus any other "here comes the evil person" cliche you can think of]...David walks up to the bar and proceeds to inform us that we need shots. And not just any shots either. It turns out that it is absolutely imperative that he make us a shot called "The Seven Sees." This is essentially the first seven things that he sees behind the bar. Of course, when David makes this shot it is not really the first seven things that he sees, it is the first seven nasty, stomach wretching, horribly vile things that he sees. The end result is something rather unpleasant...think mugwump juice.
Now before you can lecture me about just saying no....I have to go to work.

Now what?

Well...here it is. Its a blog. One more person spouting random crap into the void of cyber space (In case you couldn't tell from my first line, this blog will be chock full of cliches, misspellings and improper word usage) . I don't really know why I started this blog. I do know that it is 3:00 in the morning, I can't sleep and I have already played 12 games of solitare, 6 games of reversi, 1 game of hearts, 3 levels of insanaquarium and 3 games of scrabble. Given that impressive list of constructive ways to pass the time I suppose the more appropriate question is, why wouldn't I start a blog?
I know what you are thinking; why not actually do something constructive like clean up the hell hole I call a kitchen (I never actually eat in...how the kitchen gets messy is dumbfounding). Or, perhaps wash a load of laundry so that in the morning I don't have to play the part of the archeologist, digging in gigantic mounds of filth looking for that rare find...a sock that doesn't reek of toe funk (Actually, I found a way around this problem a long time ago; just don't wear socks). Well, in answer to these excellent questions, I have one answer: I DO NOT WANT TO...go be judgemental on someone elses blog.
Excuse me if I seem a little cranky but keep in mind that it is 3:00 in the morning and I am still not asleep.
Alright...Im done for now. I am going to see what else this blog thing can do. Perhaps tomorrow I will post some incredibly self serving information about me. I know that you will be on the edge of your seats in anticipation. I will also try to post more cliches.