All righty, friends, what's going on? Welcome in. I have just had a lot of stuff going on.

So yesterday I posted some of the best of stuff. And honestly, I want to be very clear.

Yesterday I was not hungover. I don't get hung over. That said, I did drink a shitload of Bush Light on Sunday and did not eat a lot, and I had a stomach ache.

Call that what you will.

I don't call that a hangover because I don't get hangovers because I'm a fucking machine.

But I don't know what the issue has been lately, but like

I feel like I get drunk faster. I don't know if that happens in your old age as you, you know,

near 40. I don't know if you just, you know, near 40 and all of a sudden, you know, you get drunker

faster. Then again, as we talk about a lot, when I sit outside and play Yatsi on a Sunday and it's a nice warm day, the beers go down real fast.

And before you know it, you've had like seven or eight beers like that.

So it is very possible that I just drank a shitload. But here's the other

problem. Here's how I know I drank too much on Sunday. When I woke up on Monday and looked at

Instagram, I had an Instagram story about how much I miss Luther, which means, and I don't remember a ton of this, which means when Jilly went to bed, I sat my ass on the couch and watched sad country music videos and probably cried for four hours.

Because we watched what Sunday would have been, what sporting event was Sunday? Was there anything on Sunday? I don't recall. But I'm sure we watched something. Did LSU play Sunday? No. LSU played Saturday. So I don't know what we did. Actually, you know what? I have a vague recollection of how things went down. For some reason,

we put on airbud when we got inside and just started watching airbud. Then Jilly's like,

you know what, I think I'm going to go to sleep. And I'm like, you know what? I should go to

sleep. But no, I'm going to sit here and watch sad country music videos and just sob.

And I knew it.

When I got up, went to the bathroom Monday morning, I knew when I opened up Instagram

and I saw that I have a story.

I very rarely post stories.

So when I saw there was a story, I'm like, shit, I don't like where this is going.

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