my dad and caroline went to a steve miller band concert together tonight in atlanta. he got really drunk and made her dance with him, as usual, but as they were pulling out of the parking lot he wouldn't tell her how to use the windsheild wipers in his car because he was too busy singing to her and she had to spend several minutes figuring it out on her own (how hard could it be? well, that was her story.) haha, that's a new one. at least he didn't lose his shoes this time. ahem. i'm pretty jealous, but i have a date with grammy tomorrow at The Outback and i think things are getting pretty serious between us.

it was kimi's birthday today and i thought it would be pretty funny to give her "bounce" and "crossroads" tapes with high priced stickers on them before i gave her the real present, but she just said, "yeah, i haven't gotten to the mary kate and ashley you gave me for christmas yet..." i think i'm losing my touch.

i've gotta go find out what that hurricane fucked up before i pass out.

buy me spa treatment.