If you’ve read even 5 of my posts you know I’m a weird moron. Meaning age has sadly not supplied me with needed wisdom. So pretty much you can expect this outcome …
FACT – I will be at Smithtown long Island today for a Memorial Day BBQ.
FACT – I will drink a crap load of beers.
FACT – I will end up staying late catching up with the guys so therefore I will be taking the 11:47pm train home from Syosset to Penn Station NYC.
FACT – I will pass out on the train, which is never a good thing.
SO HOW CAN YOU SAVE A PATHETIC 40 YR. OLD SOUL?
Easy, I need all of you bloggers to email me at approximately 12:22am. In theory it should wake me up (since I’ll set it to beep on my iphone). The constant bleeping should jolt me up out of my drunken slumber right before the train gets into Penn.
Ok let’s be honest, this is probably a distant second (or 14th) to rescuing Bosnian kids from war-torn somewhere, but still … actually I have no clue where I’m going with that analogy.
So to sum up … help me at 12:22am EST!!!