It Happened One Night

Mark was at a conference the other night. It was a school night. At 10pm the girls called. Alright, I called them. Before I knew it I was heading out the door.

Once we hooked up, it became clear that we were rolling until the sun came up. Soon I was arguing the finer points of blogging for business to an marketing rep who thought that blogs were the equivalent of buying sneakers for a legless dogs. Why buy sneakers when you could just strap their patootie into a radio flyer?

Needless to say when the lights came up and it was time to go home I was feeling quite groovy. When I got home I went straight to bed. Gretel could have followed my route by the clothes strewn along the way.

I had to teach at 10am so I set my alarm for 9am, when it went off I jumped up and grabbed the first thing in my closet. Problem, it required my brown boots. The boots I had worn the night before. After some frantic searching I found one boot. Just one. I have no idea where the other one is. The girls assure me I had it on when they dropped me off. I think it went to the place that lint comes from.

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