The pursuit of drunkeness

Finally the epic 5 mile run has commenced! with a little chest and shoulder action to boot! It's my attempt at losing the Christmas weekend poundage before I go out and venture into the realm of New Year's Eve parties. All day I have been texting all the corners of the universe to find out about all the parties that are going down for the year 2010. What can I say? I found them, and now I have too many options. Shall I lose myself amongst the sea of humans in the heart of Downtown Dallas? The North side of Ft. Worth where the drinks flow like Biggie? or be satisfied with the smaller more intimate parties that litter the inside of Arlington? Stay tuned my friends and I shall let you know how it goes down!
My plan for this New Year's is to not get laid. This is my experiment. Every New Year that I can remember, I have always had sex. This year I am taking a stand, and will refuse to have a sexual agenda that smothers my having a good time. Instead I will replace it with a pursuit of an amazing kiss at midnight. Hopefully I'll be able to look back at this and remember a perfect moment, and not need it to be anymore. Lets not ruin it yah?
Today also happens to be my Father's birthday. I called him twice and he just returned my call. He's 55 now and still kickin'. Even if he did just wake up from a nap! I still look up to my Dad even to this day. He might be shorter and older, but he's got a lot of heart. You gotta respect that. I remember when I was 5 I would try to ride my bike next to him on the military base as he ran his 5 mile. I couldn't make it on my bike, so he would lift me up on his shoulders and he would carry me and my bike the rest of the way. He was Superman to me. He's truly the boy that grew up to be a soldier, the Dad that became a friend, the mentor that understood.