Waxing Philosophical

Sometime in my drunken stooper last night during Marie's 21st celebration (probably in between the righteous brothers and run dmc karaoke) I entered my "thinking" stage. My good buddy Louie is best to be around for that. We once stayed up all night talking about politics and electrical circuits; it was totally lame and awesome all at the same time. Last night I had no one to talk to though so I just equated myself to a philosopher in my away message.....eh, close enough.

Happy Birthday Marie!!