Lunatic

Hey Douglet,

Do you remember that time we went and saw Luna at the Crocodile? Yep, that was the same night I made you finish all the free drinks the bartenders kept giving me and then I threw ice cubes down the back of some guy and you thought he was going to beat you up.  Yeah, the same night you and Steve drank out a strange dude's flask and the same night the bus driver should have never allowed us to board. Yeah, remember when we finally made it home I dragged you away from the bush where you were planning on vomiting and then I recorded our outbound message of your really loud hurling....do you remember that night? Well, I just heard Luna on the radio and thought of you, sweetheart.

xo me

Helado or HELLado?

I have never, ever, not in all my days heard someone make so much noise eating ice cream - ICE CREAM! I just do not get it.

Lean Mean

Hey Douglet,

George Foreman called. He would like to discuss your treatment of our George Foreman Lean, Mean Grilling Machine. The number is on the kitchen table.

Cato

OK, the title of this blog promises a DAILY dose of Doug...well, I am trying. The illness, the mini Spring Break and the really bad attitude Douglet has about my harmless, all in good fun, little ol' blog is making it difficult. He seems to be on his guard and is not giving me much to go on. I have to change my methods and become more Cato-like.


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The sweet suite

I love staying at hotels. I really do. And when I am in a hotel I really like to soak it all up AND get some sleep. Sometimes the walls are thin, the city noise is loud or I fail to check the alarm and some asshole did not turn it off and I am wide awake at 5AM listening to new country. Well today the alarm went off at 6am and that asshole was you.

Low hanging fruit

Ahhhhh, vacation....Spring Freakin' Break!
It is a time to relax, leave worries and annoying things behind...such as the salami chucks and cheese I found on the cutting board this morning and your pile of hot tub towels hanging in the living room. Vacations are awesome especially when the Douglet provides so much material....like the time we rented a yurt in Northern California and as we peeled outta there to escape the crazed woman attached to her electric breast pump (that is a long story) and there was a strange noise on the roof of the car and then a brown flood on the window followed by loud clank and then a line search along the I-5 for the blessed, stainless steel coffee mug. Stand by for hilarity...

The plague

Plague is finally gone. I am back on it....I have so much to share.