Another I can't 'effin believe it weekend

I hate to post a second day in a row on the same person (subject), but I just have to today. Bear with me please.

Had a couple of buddies over to the house on Saturday evening, just kicking back having a few drinks and grilling some food. My buddy Lou was one of the visitors. Well, Lou has had a few incidents at my house where he seems to forget where the bathrooms in my house are located. This tends to occur in the wee hours of the night, after I have retired to bed and left him alone in the bar to listen to his kind of music and more beer consumption. First off, Lou did not eat anything that we grilled. Warning number one. Secondly, he tends to overdo it with the drinking and he also smokes pot, which I do not participate in. Don't mind if they do, but it's not my thing, so I steer clear of such activities.

Now back to the incidents and Lou. Lou has previously ruined one of my DIRECTV receivers by pissing over/into it. He has also pissed in the floor of the bar and fallen asleep (passed out) merely inches from the puddle. Well, that last incident caused me to give him a warning that I just can't have him marking his territory INSIDE MY DAMN HOUSE!! Both he and Skip stayed over because they had partied a good bit and had no business driving - no problem, I have room for them to stay. Lou apparently had to piss a couple of times during the night. I discovered just where he pissed on Sunday morning when I woke up, went downstairs and found him asleep, LYING IN A PUDDLE OF HIS OWN URINE in the bar floor. I went into the laundry room and grabbed a couple of old towels and went back in and threw them on the puddle and just left him there with it. However, when I was in the laundry room, I just happened to glimpse over to where my cat's litter box is located and noticed a huge spot of piss in the box. Now, Max is a pretty big cat, but he would have had to piss his own body weight in order to produce THAT MUCH PISS. Yep, you guessed it, Lou pissed in Max's litter box. Yeah, he made it to a toilet on a technicality, but seeing as the litter box is less than 10 feet from THE ACTUAL TOILET, makes that technicality claim worthless. So, Lou is now barred from spending the night for a while. From now on, he will have to sleep in his car in the driveway if he gets too carried away.

Question: What makes a large woman feel that it's ok to go out in public (Wal-Mart) without wearing any kind of breast support and a filthy t-shirt? Saw a woman who was nowhere near "fit" walking from the parking lot to the store and her breasticles where pointing due South and ended somewhere between her belly-button and her belt. Friggin' GROSS!! Goddamn lady, put those bastards in some kinda harness next time. I'm gonna throw up just thinking about it.

Speaking of Wal-Mart, what is up with their new store layout? Between the cash registers and where the merchandise actually starts, there is literally enough room to play a regulation game of rugby. Damn, that's a helluva lot of space! I almost felt embarrassed, pushing a cart through that area. I felt like I was on display myself.

Mouse/rat update. I'm pretty sure I've deep-sixed the bastard(s). They have been eating the hell out of the poison I put out and I don't hear shit at night now. Checked this morning and none of it has been touched. So apparently, they've had their "fill".

By the way, my next-door neighbor, his wife and son are keeping one of the cigarette companies in business, all by themselves. Goddamn, I've never seen people chain smoke like they do. The dad looks to be my age or a little older and he hacks and coughs all the time. Yeah, that's no indication that there's anything wrong, dad.


Well folks, that'll do it for today. Check back for updates. I may not update every day, but will try. Hey, I'm no Jeff Kay.