the events of last weekend (as related by a sleep-deprived coffee junkie): 1. a new haircut. courtesy of jim at capelli. he called me rubenesque, which i took as a compliment. he’s my new favorite ambiguously-oriented hairdresser. i’m super-stylin’ in my new shagadelic do, all thanks to jim. 2. burlesque. yeah, you heard me. burlesque. pasties galore. come to think of […]
so pete’s birthday party was last night, and i actually remained pretty well-behaved. shocking. i mainly sat at the end of the bar, talking to a select few and sipping my drink with reserve and decorum. okay, fine, slurping my drinks with revelry and debauchery. occasionally i would make a foray into the throngs of […]
things that have come out of my mouth in the last week: 1. just let me get my clothes on and i’ll be out the door. 2. such creamy goodness. my goodness, creamy creamy. 3. i believe i’ll have the “polynesian pleasure.” things that have come out of other peoples’ mouths in the last week: 1. i’ve decided to […]
waking with the sun in my eyes, i slowly blink myself to consciousness. another gorgeous day. looking around at my apartment, i resolve to clean the place up and do some laundry. sometimes i can be such a pig. minutes later i’m on the phone, calling my pals to see if anyone wants to go […]
as i begin to write this, i have to ask myself: why do all my stories involve booze? which begs the second question: does it really matter? answer: i think not. casey and i begin our journey last night at the mercury lounge. The merc, as we call it, is the favorite hangout of the merc players, as we call ourselves. our merry […]
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