Saturday, September 11, 2010

Fairytale Beginnings


what kind of man interrupts a good nap? schmuck.


The way the story usually goes, a girl waits around in a fog for her prince to come kiss her and whisk her away (say to a gorgeous white-glove doorman highrise apartment with an 18th floor city view & a balcony bigger than pretty much anyplace else she's ever lived, with a washer/dryer AND a spare room) and they live happily every after. Except that sometimes the girl comes to find that what she thought was the fairytale ending was merely a brief respite from the outer borroughs and she finds herself living by her wits yet again.

C'est la vie-one man's loss is another man's pleasure! la commish is unleashed on the city yet again! And not a moment too soon. There are so many girlfriends to catch up with, bottles of wines to consume, and opponents to annihilate. Oh yes, it's phantasy football season and the game is more on than ever.

May the odds be ever in your favor...

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