yikes!
Some crazy biker guy with a cane and a black acid-washed jean jacket tried to get my phone number at the social security office today. I was there "officially" restoring my maiden name, which is Tunks for those of you that have not known me since birth like Valerie. I learned all about his multiple vehicular accidents and surgeries and that his mom died last year and he's been alone ever since. He said it was really hard to find intelligent people to have dinner with, hence his need for my phone number. Sooo...I gave it to him! What the hell, you only live once. Just kidding, you know I only have eyes for Taylor and Johnny Depp and Ewan McGregor and... anyway, you get the point. So, like I said before, "yikes!".