Let me just admit right away that this is a slightly drunken post. I promised myself that I’d wouldn’t make any more drunken phone calls or website posts, but I guess the *predicted* snow day tomorrow allows for some unscheduled debauchery.What’s been going on lately? Same old same old. Still spending more hours at Bennigans than work. I found a rationalization for it though, so it’s ok. The theory is that since I’m seeing these people outside of the bar, I’m not just hanging out with acquaintances and bartenders, I’m spending quality time with friends. In fact today I had lunch with my bartender and some regulars, and then we played some Golden Tee (cause what would lunch be without eighteen holes of golf?).What else have I been up to? When I think back over the past few weeks, it strikes me that I’ve been laughing a lot lately. It’s a really nice state of affairs. Go to work, laugh all day with Woolson … ok, well mostly laugh at him laughing at me. Then go to Bennigans and laugh at Ed, and in between I talk to this amazing girl who makes me laugh every time I talk to her. She says funny things like “I do not like Evanescence, I do not like green eggs and ham, I do not like them, Sam I am.” It’s amazing how much you learn about yourself when interacting with other people. Lately I’ve learned that my ideal girl has to make me laugh. And not just ha ha funny, but witty, clever kinda funny. Which isn’t easy to find cause that witty kind of funny requires extraordinary intelligence. Which is threatening because although I consider myself to be an intelligent individual (who applies himself probably %5 of the time), I’m awed at how clever she can be. It’s funny how in every Cosmo every chick says that their ideal guy has to make them laugh, and I’ve never really related to it until recently.