Sompopo's Revenge

To Old To Drink?

Either I am to old to drink or drink to much or just to damn old. Last night I did the most stupid and scariest thing I have done in a long, long time. After coming back from the grocery store Flor and I hung out in the game room surfing the internet and listening to music while drinking some brews. I guess I polished off about 6 beers or so before eating and turning in for the night.

This morning I wake up not noticing a familiar oder in the air.

Me: Baby, did you sleep good last night?

Flor: Yes, I slept pretty good and I know you did.

Me: What do you mean?

Flor: Well, you tried to burn the house down.

Me: What the hell do mean I tried to burn the house down?

Flor: Some time in the middle of the night you got up and in your sleep went to the kitchen and put some frozen french fries in a soup pot and put it on the stove to cook.

Me: Bullshit!

Flor: Bullshit nothing, can't you smell the burnt smell in the air.

At this point I realize there was a burnt smell in the air which is what I smelled after waking up but did not put two and two together.

Flor: Go look on the stove and you will see.

I get up and go see and there on the stove is a pot full frozen french fries burnt to a crisp.

Me: Holy fuck. I can't believe this.

Flor: The alarm did not go off but for some reasion I woke up and smelled something burning so I jump up to check and noticed smoke in the air. I ran to the kitchen and there on the stove is a pot and smoke was pouring out of it. I am so glad it did not catch on fire.

The reality of what I did hit me like a ton of bricks and what could have been was a very scary thought. So, am I to old to drink? No, I do not think so but the next time I plan on drinking like that I will make sure Flor chains me to the bed.

Posted by Eric Von Zipper at November 23, 2005 12:01 PM | TrackBack