(NFL snowflakes are making me tired.)
Yesterday, I took my family to a restaurant for dinner. We had sweet and sour pork, and kung pow chicken. We also ate a big plate of fried rice and a bowl of shredded potatoes. The food was delicious. In Shanghai, you can get good meals at reasonable prices. I washed the vittles down with two big bottles of Tsingtao beer. A wonderful time was had by all.
We then went to a local coffee shop. Rice-Boy Larry enjoyed a mango smoothie while I sipped on a very strong Long Island Ice Tea. I'm not exactly sure what's in a Long Island Ice Tea, but it will tie a knot in your ass. Several of my co-workers were at the same establishment. They opted for the mint mojito.
I returned to my apartment and watched the game between the Packers and the Bears. Green Bay really kicked some bootie. They won by the final score of 35 to 14. Aaron Rogers is a great quarterback. With that said, he's also a liberal stooge. I'm getting tired of watching these pampered athletes making everything political. Don't get me wrong. They have a right to believe what they wish. But I might turn my attention to the college games. I need a snowflake break.
I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. After all, I'm not some dirty pagan. Then I went to bed. The time was 2 a.m. when I finally crawled between the sheets. I dreamt about a porn star with blonde hair. She defecated in front of a large group of men. Her feces landed on a dinner plate.
I said, "What are you doing?"
She said, "First I shit, and then I fornicate. That's the way they like it."
I said, "Oh."
I woke up at eight a.m. and called Ken the Atheist using FaceTime. He's been volunteering at Habitat For Humanity in hopes of getting a paying gig. But the woman in charge of the center hasn't budged. She still wants more free labor. So Ken told her nicely to stick it up her ass. I don't blame him. Lincoln freed the slaves.
I drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I enjoyed a bathroom break while reading the news. A satanic church in Massachusetts wants to force Christian bakers to make cakes honoring the prince of darkness. What can I say? It's 2017. I don't even bat an eye at this crap anymore.
I pretty much took off the month of September when it came to blogging. Moving to a new city has been taxing. I find that I'm often exhausted. With that said, I like writing this garbage. So activity should pick up in the near future.
Anyway, God bless and see you soon.