Puerto Rico and Promises I Can Keep

Nonsense, tom foolery and debauchery loom over next week like menacing black clouds. I’m going to Puerto Rico, kids! All pretense of self control, class and dignity will die on the flight out of this throbbing city, and I’ll land in San Juan with a new sense of the irresponsibility.

Jet skis, beaches and nice beats. That’s all I’m expecting. Anything more and I’ll be delighted. What do I plan on doing? A little bit of this.

And a little bit of that.

Someone save us all from me. I’ll try to blog while I’m there, but if not: Enjoy your spring breaks.