You're Done Here, Buddy

To all my avid readers out there, sorry for the delay, but Halloween hit pretty hard this year. Personally, I went as a Tibetan Buddhist Monk, and, needless to say, I think that it was my best halloween costume since third grade when I went as Robin of Locksley.

That said, today’s topic will bring us back into the full swing of things and is completely unrelated to Halloween.  How Done Here, Buddy is it when friends use packing as an excuse for not being able to hang out? A typical interaction might sound something like this. “Hey, bro. What are you up to tonight? Some friends from work are having a house party and there’s gonna be hella dope girls there.” A Done Here, Buddy’s response probably goes, “Sorry, dude. I’d love to hang out, but I have to pack.”

Give me a break, guys. Lets ask ourselves a couple of questions here:  1) how long does it actually take to pack a bag? 2) Am I Done Here, Buddy if I answered more than 20 minutes? If, in fact, it takes you more than 20 minutes to pack your bag, then it’s a no-doubter on to Waveland. You’re Done Here, Buddy.