Friday, September 16, 2005

Big Daddy!

Big Daddy's In Heat

There was a time, when every day was the weekend:
1.) work
2.) happy hour
3.) home to freshen up
4.) out to dinner
5.) clubbing/score

It seems like a long long time ago now, but there was a time.

Eventually, life took a turn and it became:
1.) work
2.) home (cook dinner)
3.) feed and walk the dogs
4.) computer/tv/walk the dogs again, and sleep.

New Orleans became the exception, and how I looked forward to those long weekends:
1.) 6:00 AM flight to New Orleans
2.) arrive at 7:30 AM, check in at my guesthouse, hit Bourbon Street
3.) 8:00 AM Bloody Mary's/score that early morning quickie.......
4.) visit art galleries, shop, late lunch, Martini's at 4:00 PM/score.....
5.) dinner at 8:00 PM, Harrah's casino, out clubbing/score!

That was day ONE.....

While New Orleans is on temporary hiatus, Big Daddy Don is heading to my favorite neighborhood pub tomorrow nite. It's going to be a benefit for the victims of Hurricane Katrina, but it's also gonna be the perfect time to "socialize"; after all, Big Daddy might be getting old, but he sure ain't dead!

I did not earn the title "Big Daddy" from my friends and family... it has nothing to do with my height and weight. I'm 6 ft. tall, and weigh about 180.

I did not earn the title "Big Daddy" from my dates... no comment.

I am a case manager to adults with developmental disabilities. They gave me the title. No clue why, one client started it, the others followed suit. I'm honored!


Blogzie said...

I was gonna say, poor baby, but then I looked again and I realized that's his thumb.

Okay, so I looked several times...

BostonPobble said...

Okay, I looked several times, too. Big Daddy, did you score???? Some of us need to live vicariously through others so...Dish!