[ here i stand expressionless ]
Tonight, while playing doubles on the shitty pool tables at Firebellys, I was chalking my hand so my 19 oz. would glide swiftly and undisturbed across the top of my hand, some trashy lick of a man approached me with an interesting question. I assume he was flirting.
Regardless he asked, in reference to the pirate skull and crossbones shirt bradxbane screen printed for me [ YOU RULE!] -----> "So, are you a pirate?"
And I honestly cannot believe my reply. Diesel Sweeties just wasn't meant for the public. It's like MTV and adults...do you know those commercials?
Nonetheless, I did say, "I prefer to be called a 'Buccaneer American'." I delivered it in such a way that a man with 5 braincells could deduce that I was joking. Almost to the extent where I could have said 'GAH!' most melifluously after said sentence. I did roll my eyes and return to my game of pool. Freshly chalked. Ready to take on the combo-bank to the 14 in the corner pocket. And had I would have made it too. If I didn't completely suck ass after the first game.
And now, I shall perform the task of the day. Which is to take these pills given to me by my physician. The warning is clear though. I'll probably vomit them up. They taste like a metal pipe.
And I'm in such a state of mind that this entry could go on and on for days. Some comedy, some regurgitation, some science, some nonsense, some lists. But I did see Sarah Kinlaw tonight. And I shall keep this entry in the esteem of her roundez-vous...which is short lived.
but tomorrrow tofu tacos will be had.
Regardless he asked, in reference to the pirate skull and crossbones shirt bradxbane screen printed for me [ YOU RULE!] -----> "So, are you a pirate?"
And I honestly cannot believe my reply. Diesel Sweeties just wasn't meant for the public. It's like MTV and adults...do you know those commercials?
Nonetheless, I did say, "I prefer to be called a 'Buccaneer American'." I delivered it in such a way that a man with 5 braincells could deduce that I was joking. Almost to the extent where I could have said 'GAH!' most melifluously after said sentence. I did roll my eyes and return to my game of pool. Freshly chalked. Ready to take on the combo-bank to the 14 in the corner pocket. And had I would have made it too. If I didn't completely suck ass after the first game.
And now, I shall perform the task of the day. Which is to take these pills given to me by my physician. The warning is clear though. I'll probably vomit them up. They taste like a metal pipe.
And I'm in such a state of mind that this entry could go on and on for days. Some comedy, some regurgitation, some science, some nonsense, some lists. But I did see Sarah Kinlaw tonight. And I shall keep this entry in the esteem of her roundez-vous...which is short lived.
but tomorrrow tofu tacos will be had.