Today is a momentous day. No longer am I staring at a double-digit time clock. At 8:45 tonight, I will pour myself a Patron XO Cafe on ice with Dr Pepper (a drink I just invented, called El Oso Pardo) to celebrate the fact that I have but nine days remaining in the Great Tuxedo Challenge of 2012.
One more thing, and I’ll let you go. Here’s the beginning of a conversation I have at least once a day:
Person: “You lose a bet?”
Me: “No. I’m winning a bet.”
