That's the line I get whenever I'm just on the edge and need to get home. It's when I'm done in by my own hubris. A point where I've mixed test tube A with test tube B and didn't consider the consequences.
The line comes from a weekend afternoon with friends at The Park Tavern at Piedmont Park. As it approached evening, I had had too much to drink and was getting that too-much-to-drink confusion where I can't understand other people and don't want to have to deal with them. So--and I don't know how I remember this--I go to the wife and wisper "protect me." She asks "from what" and all I can manage is "from things."
We shouldn't have gone for more drinks at Da Vinci's after Hand in Hand last night. It's going to be a long Friday.
I was getting a little bit nervous about you there at the end. Good luck at work!
Posted by: Titus Barik at April 8, 2005 9:11 AMA pot of coffee and one of the 3-day-old bagels from the break room and I'm back on top.
Sorry to make you nervous--did I look like I was going to start a fight? I'm a very angry person.
Posted by: sstrader at April 8, 2005 12:07 PMIt's just those big words that you start using. Them's fighting words
Posted by: Titus Barik at April 8, 2005 6:19 PM