People keep taking me out to eat and drink. Thanks all of you, really, and keep it coming! When I get home and I think of all these things that I want to post here and then, then I think the better of it, plus my ability to type decreases exponentially with each sip of beer or whiskey or, well, that's all I've been drinking. I'm sure Kelly's and Ryan's are happy with my unemployment, they've seen a lot of me lately.
The only snippet of "brilliance" I've remembered is that I'm sure that if I had a previous live (which I'm pretty sure I didn't) I was a gay man.
Now, go find me a job people. Thanks.