the term private parts implies that all other parts are public parts. this is all well and good, but what if you don't like people looking at your teeth?
had a barbecue yesterday. there is a barbecue phenomenon that i can't say i fully understand but i will discuss for just a moment. why is it so hard to get truly drunk at a barbecue? it wasn't my goal last night to get ripped, but i did my fair share of drinking. i had two strong pints of jack and coke, then switched over and had between six and nine beers (i can't say i was counting, except in retrospect). after the jack and cokes, with nearly no food in my stomach, i had a bit of a buzz. after all the beers (consumed between six o'clock and ten o'clock) i still had the same buzz. am i doing something wrong? is my high tolerance for alcohol getting out of hand? should i quit drinking for a while forget i just wrote that, because that won't be happening. i have a doctor's appointment next week for the first time since 1996. if she tells me i'm going to have to stop drinking, i'm going to need a liver. any and all donations are welcome. i'll let you know more next week, but rest assured, any money will go towards the old liver send off party, and any liver segments will be tested for a close enough genetic match.
since this post has been personal and rather apolitical, showing a gentler, more introspective geronimo, bush can go make tender love to himself. and carl rove.