Cinco de Dijonaise.

I was going to golf today, but God decided to be a little girl and cry about it. It rained like a nerdy bitch all morning. I took a Mary-sent invite to breakfast at Geneva's Place as a replacement. I like the grits there, they made me crave fried cheese grits, so I whipped that up when I got home for future frying. At the moment Justin is trying to teach me chess notation so we can play long distance chess matches much like Stallone did in Assasins. I think that's the right movie. Anyways, I'm now off to El Sombrero (or El Sombro if you're a stupid Brenau bitch) to have a few Cinco de Mayo frosty beverages.