Expected Darkness...and There It Wasn't

October 16, 2018

Hola Bitcholas,

I've been sweaty all day. No idea why. I feel ok, but I'm glistening with my own moisture. Could be from the beer last night, but I refuse to believe that. I didn't get terribly drunk, nor was I hungover this morning. So why all the sweat?

I'm not really expecting an answer.

On the other hand, in spite of guzzling 24 delicious ounces of a creamy confection from Starbucks, I didn't fart. Understand that lactose intolerance + a massive Frappuccino = massive farts. Not so, today. If I sound disappointed it's strictly because I'm disappointed. Something about farting in the studio brings me such joy.  Not sure why, although I maintain that farts are naturally funny. Infants laugh at farts. Infants. They don't know a f**king thing about a f**king thing but they hear or blow out a fart and it's instant laughter.  

Just sayin'.  

Actually, a few months ago my stomach was killing me and I very quietly tried to drop a covert fart around the kids. This was one of those farts that doesn't even smell like a fart. Anyway, my kids' faces kinda contorted as they tried to figure out what they were experiencing. My son said, "it...it smells like darkness".  

Yep.

Until tomorrow, do what you do best and STAY BEAUTIFUL!

 

And get your #BourbonandBaconFest tickets while you can!