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Sorry for the poor image quality...I took a picture of my TV. All I could think was that this was one sponser that I (if I were a guy) would not want plastered across my ass with some other dudes legs wrapped around my waist.

The 3 Muskateers Break the Taco Bell Record

For some unknown reason, my three boys (only one of whom is actually mine) have made it some sort of strange tradition that whenever they are with me, we must go to Taco Bell. Partially my fault...one night I totally employed the "Fourth Meal" philosophy and they have never let me live it down. At least now one of them has a drivers permit so that if "Fourth Meal" becomes a necessity I have someone to drive me. Also part of this tradition has been their burning, unceasing desire to break a "record" in which another group of my "kids" spent $32 and some odd cents at T.B. one evening.

Long story short, they did it. $43.80 at Taco Bell last weekend. I got a $2 burrito and a Pepsi. We were going to get the order to go, but the crew working at the Taco Bell didn't believe that the boys could eat all that food, so of course being teenage boys they couldn't walk away from that challenge. Below is the proof.

Never again.

That's it. I'm officially old.

My girl child turns 18 today. Shit. Happy Birthday E.

Liquid Courage

For some reason this subject has been on my mind a lot lately. You know what I'm talking about...have a few drinks and all of the sudden you are 10 feet tall and bullet proof. You can say anything, do anything and kick anybodys ass. Jose Cuervo and Jack Daniels say so. (And you all know that somewhere in your past you have the shame, the black eyes, the broken bones, the drunken texts or the coyote ugly booty calls to prove it.) Somewhere in all of this you also have the thoughts...you know, those thoughts that run through your mind when you are sober and the liquid courage just pushes them out. I've often wondered if these drunken words are things that you just lack the courage to say when you are sober? Are your drunken words equal to your sober thoughts? I really think they are. These aren't always necessarily bad thoughts or things to say. Jose and Jack sometimes give people the courage to tell someone they love them for the first time. The courage to propose marriage. The courage overcome shyness and talk to someone for the first time. But then there comes that time when the Jack and Jose open the flood gates and it is not pretty. The drunken words are hateful and full of venom. They hurt. And usually it is hurt that cannot ever be repaired. The person who throws the words that injure soon forgets, the person that was hit remembers forever. And again I find a question. If the drunken words are your true feelings, then why would you deliberately put yourself in a situation where there were people that you hated? That you felt were not your friends or worthy of your company? Why would you do that? Wouldn't that somehow fall under the definition of crazy? Or if not crazy, it at least qualifies as being stupid and having no respect for yourself.