I really don't like this new Blogger set-up.  The old one was better.

     Anyway, if you want the real 'Drunken News', add me, David Lovins, on facebook.  It's the one with the reddish picture with a tweaked looking Mickey Mouse.
     When I get home, and I"m drunk, often times, all I can muster is to type my rant on facebook before I crash for the night.

     I haven't really decided what to do with 'The Drunken News' yet beyond facebook.  I don't know why anyone would care beyond my circle of friends.

     I guess we'll see what happens.


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     Author's Note:  Wow, nothing offensive here.  This entry comes off as rather friendly.
                              The count on this entry is twenty-five views.  Wow, this blog is really
                              out of control with the number of people reading it.

                              It is hard to imagine that this blog would end up causing any kind of hubbub whatsoever.
                              But it did.

                              To be honest, I am still laughing about how everything turned out, especially over
                              a variation on this joke...."Hello.  I'm James.  James Bond.  What's your phone
                              number?"

                              "You gotta be kidding me," is all I can say.

                              "Geez, if you can't laugh at yourself, you are truly fucked," is all I can add.

                              I see old men trying to pick up on young broads all the time, so I don't know what the
                              big deal is.  I just think it is funny when I see it.  The men think they have a chance,
                              and most of the time, the girls get creeped out, but are afraid to say anything.  All of
                              this just makes me laugh.

                              Some women won't go to certain bars in the city if they know there are lecherous old
                              men around, and that is true.  I can't make that up.

                              There are some men who like to give tours inside of a bar, showing young women
                              all of the interesting little features of the bar, including the history.  I always laugh
                              when I see this, because I can almost imagine the old codger saying after he gives the
                              girl a tour saying, "After I show you everything in the bar, I would like to point out
                              another interesting feature...the top button of my trousers."

                              Hahahaha.