Happy Labor day to all of you.I hope your weekend is going well and that you have today off from your vocational toils.
If you don’t…join the crowd, for I must labor this evening dispensing alcohol to the masses.
Anyhoo, I got back into town at about quarter til’ eight last night from the funeral road trip.
My buddy Mark was cremated. The service was performed by an eclectic, man of the cloth named Pastor Barry.
Pastor Barry may be a man of faith and religiosity, but, other than his cleric dress, he looked more like a 50 something year old man who drank quite a bit of vodka in his life and enjoyed Roman Bathhouses.
He was a bit creepy, with his jaundiced eyes, ragged hair, and speech impediment, but he did a fine job honoring our friend Mark.
Mark’s ashes are going to be kept by his younger brother, Seth.
After the service, thirteen of us who had made the trip, and knew each other, got together at the Hotel and sent Mark off with a bang.
The alcohol flowed…and flowed…and flowed. The party lasted until 3:45 Sunday morning.
At that point, we remembered that none of us had eaten, but alas it was too late. So, we all went to bed.
Seven of us who hadn’t succumbed to alcohol poisoning, met for breakfast at 10 A.M.
Between greasy omelets, aspirin, Bloody Marys, and tales about Mark, we made fun of just how plain awful the Jerry Lewis Telethon is.
So, our crew of three, happy with the feeling that we sent Mark off in a way he would have appreciated, headed back to Bagwine.
Mike and I drank all the way back while Bryan drove us home in his black 2007 BMW 525i. Ha, I laughed at the image.
Mike was drinking Mickey’s Malt Liquor, and I was sipping Wild Irish Rose out of the bottle as we tooled down I-71 South in a frickin’ sweet lookin’ BMW.
Bryan, being so pretentious, that his name is spelled with a “Y”, ate Doritos and drank Red Bull the entire trip home.
So there you have it. In spite of the circumstances that led to all of us old friends getting together, it was an incredibly good time.
It was kinda like, “The Big Chill” only with less overly emoted angst, hotter chicks, and way more fucking.
Don’t think anything about me, I kept my rocket in my pocket. I merely dry humped my old friend Amy.
So that’s it for me today, folks. I hope you all, have a wonderful Labor Day.
Tomorrow, I will be posting your Bagwine Whore-O-Scope© for September.
Cheers!!
With one last note about Mark, (I promised pretentious Bryan that I would do this) for I do not want to dwell on this. I offer you one of Mark's favorite songs ever...
One that we sang all the way home yesterday...
26 comments:
Glad you are back in one piece. And Mark sounds like an OK guy to me. Anyone who likes Leary's Asshole had damn fine taste and a well balanced outlook on life. I can see why you will miss him.
Now go take some asprin and drink water :P
I can only hope and pray that, when my days are ended, my mates will celebrate my life in such a spectacular way.
Cheers!
Happy Labor Day... Enjoy the Wild Irish Rose.
-Doc
Starr: Thanks, Starr. He was indeed a "unique" individual. My head is feeling fine this morning. Cheers!!
David: I hope we all get such the send off. Thanks for the comment. Cheers!!
Doc: Same to you, Doc. Cheers!!
Happy Labor Day! I honored your friend Mark with SEVERAL martinis of my own.
He was lucky to have such great friends.
Vodka Mom: I appreciate the gesture and the tribute given by you and your liver. Cheers!!
No other way to send off an old friend. We Italians do that for every funeral, eat drink and be merry. What are you going to do, sit around and mope? Screw that, mix me a drink would ya?
Micky: Damn Straight, Micky. Every funeral, should be a mope-free zone. While it is incredibly sad for a young child to lose a parent (not the case here) too many of the living adults make the funeral about themselves. Cheers and have one on me!!
I'm hoping that maybe I will go into labor on labor day. Whaddya say?!
CrAzY: Ha. I was going to swing by and see if you had dropped yet. Good Luck, and I'll be by. Cheers!!
Evil: It was a bacchanalian, hearfelt, fun-filled, funeral party. We suggested to Bryan, that he legally change his name to, Brian.
He said it would be cheaper to go on the Wheel of Fortune and buy a new vowel. Bada Bing. Cheers!!
I made a toast to your friend Mark while drinking cheap beer and eating some Fritos.
Jay: Sweet. You hit his character smack dab on the head. Cheers Jay!!
Glad you made it back safely!
And thank you ... for being the kind of guy who sacrifices his holiday to insure the rest of us can get snookered!
Dana: Thanks...And yeah, I feel compelled to sell beer today. I hate to imagine a world where people are watching the Jerry Telethon sober. Cheers Sexy!!
Its great that you were able to celebrate his life amongst friend! That is the way to do it, remembering the living years!
Michelle: As it should be. And by the way, I'm not a big fan of music pulsating as soon as I visit a blog, but you quite a nice play list. I caught "Zombie" by the Cranberries the other day. Cheers!!
Thanks for putting Leary up. And more so, thanks for not peeing or puking on my back seat.
I got home at midnight last night. I am now popping open a Heine while staring in disbelief at the freak show that is the MDA Telethon.
Since you begged me, I promise to comment more often.
See ya Thanksgiving, you loveable dumbass.
Your Prententious Friend,
--B
Bryan: I am so glad you changed your mind and left the comment yourself rather than having me post it for you, you prententious girly man.
Now you know what balls feel like. ; )
I'll put the turkey in now, and cook it at 50 Degrees. It should be perfect when you get here in November. Cheers Pal!!
Happy you are home safe and sound Matt. Glad you and your friends celebrated Mark's life in a way he would be proud of.
-you loveable dumbass-
-you pretentious girly man-
Nothing like good friends, I say!
I'm sorry for your loss.
Jerry has been taking cheap shots for the MDA Telethon for 42 years now. And yet he continues raising funds and pouring them into research and patient care, such that cures are imminent for 40 neuromuscular diseases.
So with your jokes, please also send some dollars to MDA so they can complete the work. It's good work, and the telethon is not a freak show.
Kimmie: Thanks. We Did. Cheers!!
Micky: He's a major league asshole. In the best, most sarcastic way of course. Cheers!!
Travis: I think the MDA Telethon is one of the worst produced shows on TV.
I wasn't referring to the kids or the research. I was referring to acts such as Tony Orlando, Norm Crosby, and other B-Listers. And seriously, Jerry shouldn't try to be funny. Cheers!!
Love the song! I'm glad you're back safely and I am so terribly sorry for the loss of your friend, Matt. I'm glad you were able to spend time with friends and remember your lost one with laughter.
Desert Rat: Thanks Rat. We did our best. Cheers!!
I glad you all had a peaceful happy time remembering a friend, dear one.. cheers to Mark~~
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