Infectious Disease

Last weekend I was fortunate to be invited back to Michigan for another weekend of fun in the sun. I was hoping to take Friday off and make it a three day weekend but with a board meeting early the next week I wasn't able to. Would have been nice as driving five hours after work on Friday and another five hours on Sunday kind of sucked.

Got there at 11:00 pm and I immediately found out that I had some catching up to do. Unfortunately all my beer was warm but I did my best till they got iced down.

Saturday morning our host made ten pounds of bacon for everyone. I guess the store in town had a special for $10. Guess who else picked a box up on the way home?

Around noon some people went golfing and my group decided to take the pontoon boat out. We had trouble getting it in to gear and I had to jump out to keep it from hitting a platform in the lake, completely forgetting about the full pack of cigarettes in my pocket.

One pack down.

Many beers later our host managed to dip the front of the pontoon boat six inches under water and my beer and cigs went floating away.

Longest boat ride ever. No beer, no cigs.

Back at the pier, we were coming in a little hot. I tried to grab the pier to slow us down but it didn't work. The chair broke, Puppy and I fell in the lake, scraping my leg in the process.

I drove through downtown Chicago, stick shift, no problem.

Monday it swelled up. Not good.

Went to the Dr. On Tues, got some antibiotics which fixed the swelling buy the open wound was still there. And its still not healed.

Worst part?

Not getting injured to the point I had to go to the Dr.

I got the notice that I got the primo bedroom because they know I can't find my way out of my bedroom when I'm drunk.

Fuck.