Knowing that you'll have to miss out on the big game Friday and not be able to sling chips, drunken slur curses across the table, or just sit around and spend the quality time you'd planned to with good friends, eats at you from within. The thought that you'll have to pass on the drunken Frolf/Golf and G-Vegas World tour on Saturday, creates an unrepairable hole in the very fibre of your being. A void that will stay with you for the rest of your life.
Like I said, occasionally life just gets in the way and what rips at your heart so badly is, you know that there's not one damn thing you can do about it!
Of course, none of that applies to me. I WILL be at Mastodon weekend and I WILL be slurring in my best possible drunkenese over the entire time. After all what kind of a Mastodon weekend would it be, without a prehistoric kid and his lovely Wife? Oh I'll be there, I will most definitely be there. They went and built it and we all know how that ends, I will come!
But for those of you in that crappy situation I was describing earlier, may I recommend the following.
It sounds like fun too!
Mastodons, here I come!
To the rest of you, we'll see you on the other side
My sincerest thanks for dropping by....