posted by Gidge Uriza

I don’t really know how I got here. I’m not sure how this evening got so out of hand. Maybe it’s just too many nights in a row partying at SEVEN or maybe it’s just that I’m jaded and sardonic and just needed a nice thrill to eeek up my sense of well being.

I certainly didn’t intend to end my evening, awaiting sunrise with a pile of cocaine and a bloodied baseball bat on my desk. Sigh – why do they fight back?  You can’t hurt me with a baseball bat. All you do is leave me a mess to clean up after I’ve disposed of your corpse.

All that being said, I still don’t know how I ended up in such bad shape at the end of my night. The day started out normally enough……..(start flashback sequence NOW)………. Continue reading →