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Silk polka-dotted robe, fedora, Scotch. Because sobriety sucks.

Vacation

Waitress: Would you like an appetizer?
Me: Yes. I'd like a Manhattan.
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I defy you to play this and not think of Chevy Chase.  Try it.  It’s physiologically impossible.

Done and done. Just booked the tickets for my girl and I for New Orleans the day after Christmas. Yep, headed down to the Emerald City for Mint Juleps, voodoo, shrimp po’ boys, and jazz. Oh yes, this is going to happen. 
With any luck, we’ll make out on this balcony here. 
Le Méridien Bora Bora, French Polynesia
Gaudí-esque complex, Punta del Este, Uruguay
Photo by Emiliano Rodriguez
Overhead of beach at Anse Major, north Mahe.
Image by Karl Blackwell
My dad and I goofing on while on vacation. Clearly we’re driving the lunar landing module while wasted.
Bon Voyage
All packed. Let’s go.