Watched the Red Sox do a big ass exorcism tonight at the Colony in the company of
fadat. Every time I saw Johnny "Jesus" Damon, I feel compelled to yell ( loudly ) "The Power of Christ Compels Thee!"
There was quite a bit of eye candy there. I was talking to a prime example, and she assumed I was in my mid-thirties. I was actually a year younger than her. Gee, and I wonder why I have trouble hitting on girls? On the bright side, when I am 50 I will still look like I am 30, if genetics is any sample. Sigh.