"ace of spades" (or "do you own a black cowboy hat? can i borrow it?")
Tomorrow is "Punk Rock Prom" at the Boobie Trap. Brian says to "dress the part" but also says it's a "costume party". I don't get it. Either way I thought I'd try to rig up some sort of Lemmy "outfit": cowboy hat, cowboy-style shirt, black pants, bullet belt, and cowboy boots. Well I just have regular Docs for boots and I don't have the hat. But I have the other 60%. Then I put it all together to test it out and looked like a complete JACKASS. So scratch that idea. Although I'm seriously still thinking about rocking the bullet belt anyway since I never do.
In other, less Lemmy-centric news: I'm not the only weirdo at my work. You know what I'm talking about. You have some tattoos and/or piercings..maybe you look "different"...you're someplace new..you see that other person..they are also "different". You try not to stare, but try to sneak a few peeks to check things out. This, I think, is the equivalent of dogs trying to sniff each other's asses. Well. He was cool enough to introduce himself (Nate) after walking past each other a couple of times. I'm such a spaz..I wouldn't have had the balls. Now, the question is how do you actually start a conversation? It's not like I can say, "Hey, you're kinda funny-looking, so am I. We should talk since people here probably already think we're best friends anyway." Or.."Derrr...do you want to sit next to me at lunch?" Or.."Nate, huh? That's cool...Yep, talk to you later."
Oh yeah. I'm 6 days sober. The longest I've been in..years maybe? Well at least a loooooong time.
In other, less Lemmy-centric news: I'm not the only weirdo at my work. You know what I'm talking about. You have some tattoos and/or piercings..maybe you look "different"...you're someplace new..you see that other person..they are also "different". You try not to stare, but try to sneak a few peeks to check things out. This, I think, is the equivalent of dogs trying to sniff each other's asses. Well. He was cool enough to introduce himself (Nate) after walking past each other a couple of times. I'm such a spaz..I wouldn't have had the balls. Now, the question is how do you actually start a conversation? It's not like I can say, "Hey, you're kinda funny-looking, so am I. We should talk since people here probably already think we're best friends anyway." Or.."Derrr...do you want to sit next to me at lunch?" Or.."Nate, huh? That's cool...Yep, talk to you later."
Oh yeah. I'm 6 days sober. The longest I've been in..years maybe? Well at least a loooooong time.