9/13/10 Half Bottle of Wine, Full Bottle of Gin, Double Dose of Pain

“A relaxing night at home with some music and the dogs.”  That’s how Space described the plan for the night.  But the gin and tonics were heavy and the decision to move on to the third 3-ouncer meant that there was no turning back.  Space was buzzed, but he knew how to pose questions for maximum impact.

Passion fruit gin and tonic in 6 easy steps

1. Slice limes

2.  Muddle limes

3.  Add gin (more) and tonic (less)

4.  Stir

  

5.  Slice passion fruit

6. Add passion fruit

Perfect!

“Do you think we should kill the bottle?” He asked.

And like Frankenstein, I responded slowly “Yesssss”.

During the drunken dog walk we passed by the abandoned car that we said we would dance on but since Space doesn’t dance he was content to jump on its roof.  To put it mildly, he dented the shit out of it.  A guy turning the corner slowed to stare at the spectacle and almost killed Space’s fun…almost.  Always looking for new places to hone my jumping skills, I too took flight.  The dogs in the neighbourhood were standing in for the fun police and they began to bark loudly; we took our leave.

And so the lesson goes: if you’re going to push back a third, there will definitely be a fourth, and that signaled the end of the bottle and a short while later it all faded to black.

Space reads a small town Ontario ghost story

"You know there's no such thing as ghosts, right?"

"Cut me some slack, it's just a story."

"I'm sorry Space, you're right.  Entertain me!"

A justified consequence of poor entertainment.

Superior double fisted pointing technique.

Damn you Microsoft, Space demonstrates the real Power Point.