kim stuck it out with me and kept me laughing this morning. My headache is vicious but the worst is over. i say ‘used to’, because after last night and this morning, i am not sure i will ever be able to drink another one of them. It didn’t take long (but it did take just long enough) for me to realize that this was not the usual blue long island i am accustomed to, but rather a much more poisonous hybrid of the drink i used to enjoy so much.
no one eve seemed to know what a blue long island was, so they would make a long island and i’d have to ask for blue caracao, and then they’d tell me i was actually asking for an ‘adios, mother fucker’. it sums it up until last night, when kim and i headed out to west hollywood to do a little more than work, eat or sleep.Īpparently here in california (and god knows where else), blue long islands don’t exist. When you’re gone from home for six weeks and traveling for business, there’s an awful lot to do: work, sleep and eat pretty much sums it up.
