Ducking...

So I committed to resuming blogging, but for the longest time I have mainly turned to blogging in time of unhappiness; with sprinkles of eroticism - however, on this occasion it is neither, this is just because I said I would resume blogging, so this one will be random as fuck.

So here I am, yes, by now you should realize I use 'so' as a filler a lot - where was I, so here I am wet overcast Tuesday morning the week before carnival sitting at my office when all I want to do is be liming somewhere with a drink and talking a whole lot of shit. The songs 'Ducking' by Fadda Fox and 'Calling in Sick' by King Bubba comes to mind at this point. I can almost taste the whiskey on my tongue, swirling about my mouth, the sweetness of the barley dancing on my pallet as it rolls down my throat, smooth, the inaugural heat opening the chest. Ah yes, the devil's nectar, liquid courage, truth serum - it's been called many names, but it always answers; many a good night as well as many a bad night has had its genesis in one sip.

What the hell am I doing here, really, what? I need to take my ass home, I need to laze about do nothing, drink, curry goat, grill pork and have a drink of Hennessy, Scotch, Patron - sing my favorite soca songs as loud as I can with my eyes closed and head to the sky; whine my waist, run around the place like an idiot; talk plenty shit with my team...In the words of King Bubba ...'ah calling in sick dis is too much vibes to miss mi doctor dun tell mi dis rum is mi only medicine...' Yep! This is pretty much how I feel right about now. God damn it! Who starts a new job in February? Me. I had not thought about carnival, it was not my main concern at the time - I needed to change jobs before I lost my mind, so I did.

Alas, I am here torturing myself, looking at the clock, counting down the hours till I leave the office and have me that first shot of coffee Patron, followed on swiftly by a glass of Hennessy Black which I am going to take my time with - I will caress the glass like the curves of her body and take that glass to my lips like that first kiss after missing it for so long; then I'm gonna do it all over again as many times as I possibly can well into the wee hours of the morning.

Yep. Tonight is our second annual Top Shelf Tuesday and it is going to be fucking EPIC.