The Dog's Name

Translated by
Dr. Henry "Indiana" Jones, Jnr
Monday, August 27, 2007

One Martini is a great idea, two is a better idea, and three might just be the perfect number...eight (or was it nine) might not be the wisest course of action.

So, although I have already done so directly, my apologies to Titania and Smoot if I was anything less than the gentleman you lovely ladies know me more usually to be. To E@L*, I could also apologise but we don't have that sort of relationship and I don't like you that much ~grin~

So the morning brings gin soaked snatches of the night before that flash with no coherency or order between that damn gnome tunneling his way into my head...and I am left wondering...

How the f*ck did I get home? And worse did I do anything I might live to regret? Or maybe better yet did I promise anything I might live to enjoy?

Much later I did somehow, (ok it was a flurry of sms) work out what exactly happened between paying the bill and a later message from Titania asking if I got home ok?

Somewhat disappointingly, nothing terribly exciting happened.

But still, there is always next Friday to try and make amends.

* With whom I had a conversation that I am positively sure was absolutely riveting and in which we solved all the problems of the world...I just can't remember what was said, or any of those solutions. E@L, you?

Last year in the Temple of Doom, Indiana unearthed: An Empty Martini Glass

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8 Comments:

expat@large said...: "I love to have a martini
Two at the very most
After three I'm under the table
After four I'm under the host"
Mrs Dorothy Parker.

I have no idea, except that you had two more than me, and I am only just recovering as well. btw who was that Spanish girl, she was a totally gorgeous babe, despite what people who suffer from xanthopyrexia* might think.

*Yellow (Asian girl) Fever; 18:10
M said...: ha, good to see you're living up to your analogue reads then.; 19:43
Amber said...: It seems like on a lot of the blogs I read, this weekend, "overindulging" has been common. Mine included, although I haven't written about it yet.

You have an evil, tunneling, gnome and I have a little, evil, green, man, with a sledgehammer. Do you think they laugh while inflicting their torture?

Glad to see that you had a fun weekend, even if you can't remember large chunks of it! Haha :).; 01:29
savannah said...: all i know..yesterday, i had to wear an eyepatch...wtf happened to ME on friday????; 04:49
Indiana said...: E@L: Spanish girl is a work colleague and yes she is attractive, also is attached. As for the allegation that I have xanthopyrexia, I am in partial denial, and rather prefer to think that my current dating pattern has to do with two things,

1. Simple demographics, and
2. The fact that my first experience was so over whelmingly positive that it now forms the benchmark against which all others are measured.

M: There is much inspiration to be had between the covers of books.

Amber: All I know is that I am sure I will have to take the ladies out again by way of apologising...it's the least I can do.

Savannah: And here I was thinking you were simply letting out your inner pirate wench.; 09:01
HairyDonut said...: Well aside from mooning the staff and other patrons at Morton's while singing "I'm a Little Teapot", I would not have been able to tell that you were high at all.; 11:18
Indiana said...: Smoot: Well as long as the girls were impressed with my toned bum, all is good...

I'm a little teapot, long and thick...LOL; 12:28
Contessa said...: Hi there! This made me realize I'm overdue for a little overindulging myself. Hmm...

Oh, and you can find me here now:

http://missingpixel.wordpress.com/; 05:42