Thursday, February 23, 2006

Ok, so Craig and I went to the construction party of Generic, this bar owned by his boss. It was fun, and the name generic was fitting. It was crawling with beautiful, cookie-cutter frat rats and bleach blonde sorority supa-tramps.

They had decorated the place with caution tape and had paid some skinny blondes to wear Lowe’s toolbelts and go-go dance. Lol, the straight people were trying so hard. It was cute.

If I have learned anything from Damon, it is to properly tip the dancers. I found the cutest one and stuck some dollar bills into her knee-highs.

Woke up this morning with a headache, but still managed to power through it and go to my 11 o’clock. It is a beautiful day. I love you Thursday!

5 comments:

craiger said...

You're my boy!!

"the" Mrs. Astor said...

"supa-tramps" So you didn't feel out of place, did you Ed?

Miranda said...

so here's the deal. I am coming into town (columbia) the night of the 11th of march(a saturday). if you would like to see me (read: please dear friend make up something to do so i'm not so lame) (whether this involves shattered, walking around naked, getting disgracefully drunk, or better yet, all three) please respond either by email, facebook, or on here. because I know you don't use your phone. At least you don't when it involves returning MY calls. Let Craig know as well, because I don't want to repost on his site (read: I'm lazy).

Ms Bees Knees said...

I read "Woke up this morning with a headache..." as "Woke up this morning with a headband" ...which totally made me laugh because then i started thinking of you rocking a terrycloth headband. ::cough::

Ed Grow said...

Craig-

No. You're *my* boy. Love.

Mrs Astor-

You can just bend over so I can put that enormous gilded cock statue up your hungry bottom. Oh my! That was *rude*...

Miranda-

Keep me posted. I miss you angry dwarf-face!

Bees-

Lol. I would only wear a headband if it was part of a costume. Say, a Martina Navartalova look-alike contest. Oh, god, I just got an image of that I am now there is vomit stuck in my keyboard. Love.