Well, South by Southwest 2009 has come and gone and so has my liver.Â No, really.Â Has anyone seen my liver?Â He answers to the name of â€śSparky.â€ť
SXSW is always a blast and this year was no exception.Â But with all the music and parties comes lots of alcohol and my liver never seems to hold up more than 9 days of non-stop tequila and beer consumption.
I woke up on my kitchen floor the other morning in front of my refrigerator with its door wide open and the only thing left inside was a jar of pickles.Â I felt a pain in my side and itâ€™s then I realized Sparky had run away, again.Â He does this every year but returns weeks later.Â This year may be different as the little guy left a note stating he may not return.Â Iâ€™m worried he really must be upset this time because he left his favorite blankie behind and he never goes anywhere without his favorite blankie.
Maybe he didnâ€™t run away this time.Â OMG!Â Maybe Iâ€™ve fallen victim to one of those organ harvesting stories we all read about.Â Maybe Sparky has been stolen and is in an ice chest somewhere â€“ scared,Â cold and missing his blankie.
I sketched a picture of Sparky so if you see him please tell him to come home or respond to this post with details of his whereabouts.Â No questions asked.