Pink Eye in Amsterdam / Terror in Prague

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Now that I’ve been writing this blog for a while I’ve begun to see the pitfalls of being open about how you live. At first, readers think its great that you can be honest about who you are, but the they judge you and make across-the-board assumptions about who you are even though they only know about 1% of your life. Plus, you also get into “You did / didn’t mention me in your blog” drama (Kevin Federline?) or the occasional shitstorms that erupt when people get dissed or even think you’ve alluded to them.

It’s a fucking BLOG!!

OK?

First, I don’t mention anyone BY NAME unless you ask me to. Second, I gladly omit anything that anyone would like to see here. Third, I do exercise a modicum of common sense when I’m composing this digital drivel. Fourth, if it wasn’t for all the controversy surrounding me and this stupid blog:

I wouldn’t even know so many people were reading the damn thing!!!

So, rather than place anyone in the path of oncoming slander, I have decided to do this blog about my nine-day excursion to Amsterdam completely gonzo…meaning, some of these things I actually did, some are complete nonsense. It gives (what my lawyers call) is “plausible deniability”.

And now, ladies and gentlemen, the list:

  1. I MIGHT HAVE not even gone to Europe at all and sat in my house on a nine day crack binge which culminated in me smoking cat litter off the floor.
  2. I MIGHT HAVE spend 15 minutes arguing with a fish tank in a whorehouse.
  3. The fish MIGHT HAVE won.
  4. I MIGHT HAVE stayed at Mikes Apartment.
  5. I MIGHT HAVE phoned in terror threat in Prague.
  6. I completely deny #5.
  7. No, seriously, I was just joking.
  8. I MIGHT HAVE threatened send anthrax spores the IAU’s General Assembly scientists in Prague that declassified Pluto as a planet. (see #7)
  9. I MAY HAVE made sweet love to a psychedelic cow (unfortunately for the cow, there are pictures somewhere).
  10. I MAY HAVE been involved in a strip dance-off in a whorehouse right in front of (and to the shock and horror of) the Diplomatic Delegation from Korea.
  11. I MAY HAVE spent more money or re-arranging my travel plans than actually spent traveling.
  12. I MAY have accidentally discovered that K5Relax is the greatest place on Earth.
  13. I MAY HAVE spent my entire time in Prague with good Christian Youth Groups and thinking pure thoughts.
  14. I MIGHT HAVE started a new band (can’t remember the name) with our new hit song “Let’s Get Some Escorts (Escort 911)”.
  15. I MAY HAVE fallen asleep passed out on an airport bench on a pillow made of Harbio Gummy Bears and missed my flight.
  16. I MADE some Emo kid cry. (not tough to do)
  17. Mike in Brazil MIGHT BE Joe Peshi sidelining in porn.
  18. I MIGHT HAVE attended a Chetch skinhead / ska concert with the new champion of jizz lobbing (Anspermo).
  19. I MAY HAVE vomited my breakfast into a toilet and Prague and went directly out on a 12 hour drinking binge.
  20. I MIGHT HAVE missed or rebooked more flights than I actually caught.
  21. I MIGHT HAVE spent a whole day in Amsterdam gobbling Xanax after Xanax and praying for death because of a serious eye infection
  22. Mike in Brazil MAY BE the tooth fairy.
  23. I UNDOUBTEDLY drank “drinkinghard” (hardly drinking?) under the table.
  24. I MAY HAVE twice seduced a very sexy Euro girl into some delightful infidelities.
  25. I MAY HAVE gone voluntarily abstinent just like Paris Hilton.
  26. Pluto MAY spin out of orbit and come crashing through your living room roof.as you read this.
  27. Europe has the most horrible cocaine in the word and it may have caused number 21.
  28. I MAY HAVE had a bag of number 27 confiscated from my pocket at some stupid disco in Amsterdam and put into the “Drug” mailbox looking thing (have fun guys – see #21).
  29. I may have (very expensively), in a drunken 6AM stupor, booked some non-refundable tickets from Prague to LAX backwards and for the wrong month. (Does anyone want to visit Prague in October?)
  30. MAYBE it is not the best idea to sport t-shirts with pictures of Carl Marx in formerly occupied Soviet territories. The irony gets lost somehow.
  31. I MAY have made a public promise to stay sober (sans pot and xanax) for at least 7 calendar days.
  32. I will fail.

I hope that all gave you a giggle! You favorite pill popping, whore-mongering, alcoholic, globe-trotting, (yet honest), Playboy dude.

Jay

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