Tower Of Babel

Well, I know some of you are wondering how come I haven’t written anything about the weekend…..time just hasn’t allowed my peeps. Started the week tired from Saturday’s bashment and then have been on call and the referrals just won’t stop coming in. Got to the point where I considered shutting the rass phone down on Tuesday night, but that sorta behaviour is not acceptable. When I am dozing off at 12:15 AM it rings again and is them (the hospital) but luckily it was not a call requiring me to physically go. Anyhow, I’m here now.

The dinner went well and all who attended enjoyed it. The food was good too. Starters were some saltfish fritters and a fish soup……all now I doh know how the soup tasted! Main course was BBQ chicken, roast pork and escoveitched fish with rice and peas, macaroni and cheese and steamed veggies as well as a vegetable salad. Choice of chocolate, plain or carrot cake for dessert. Lika of all manner flowed…..nuff leave over to be killed whenever. As the Baptism of my neice had people out from 4 PM Saturday, the last of my bredrins left the yard at about 12:30 AM Sunday after tipping back some birthday drinks. Anyway, it is all over and the house is back to its quiet state as all the visitors have returned north. I wish Rufie could have stayed a bit longer….but, a so it go.

Got myself some presents…..some nice wine bottle stoppers, a small clock, a Jamaica Polo shirt that I can don at my next football match, a bottle of Bvalgri (cologne), and a bottle of Yellow Tail Merlot. Yesterday I paid the caterer, so the party bills have been covered. All in all, I had a good time. Don’t know when next I will be having anything quite as grand, it takes too much outta you to host these things properly.

Scanning through this morning’s Gleaner, I saw an article stating that wives and significant others of gangstas in Colombia have decided to ‘lock up shop’ and deny their men of the goodly stuff, in an attempt to get them to turn in their guns. Hmmmm…I thought, I wonder how effective that will turn out to be, as the man dem could always handle dem ‘guns’ demself or get some odda woman to pull their triggers….nuh true!? Never mind…is jus me being bad. Anyhow, I’m off to the boyz room, so tek care ’till next time.

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