Hermonystra
Look at me -- I'm like a girl:
HAAAY, TGIF'ers!Take some advice from a Gay Horse! If you're a straight guy planning on going out with the boys this weekend, please read this cautionary guide... and experiment or refrain as you're so inclined... though let's play safely, folks! In all regards!
OBGRIGADO! Obrigado, motherfuckers!!!
You're welcome in advance.
Here's a Gay Horse Shuffled-5:
1. "Get it Together", Beastie Boys
2. "Ackrite", Dr. Dre
3. (Track 20), Brian Jonestown Massacre
4. "Jumpin Jack Flash" (Demo Cover), Guns N' Roses
5. "Satan Cries Again", Jason Forrest
PURSE BONUS:
"SABOTAGE", BEASTIE BOYS
My mom just got remarried. Changed her name, the whole magilla. They filled out the paperwork at their town hall, upstate. My sister was thinking of being present for it, but decided against it because of the travel expense.
I would have gone, if my sister had flown out for it. But I definitely wasn't going to go on my own. Coz I'm a jaded, cold-blooded bastard who avoids filial obligations at all costs. And have I mentioned that I dislike weddings? I'd have to retrace my steps to figure out WHY... maybe some of you might know why...
In any case, I did buy my mom a boombox as an impromptu wedding gift. It was great because I can never figure out what to get my mom, and she's so behind-the-times with technology. But she'd been talking about not having a CD-player. And I remember visiting their house a while ago, for the holidays, and there was no stereo to help fill the deafening awkward silences. So the boombox was perfect.
*I* don't even own a boombox/stereo. I've got a pair of old computer speakers that I hook up to my iPod. It's a poor excuse for a sound system. But the Fortress of Solitude is a poor excuse for a home.
Recently, I was thinking about this old bit of prose I wrote a while back, about visiting my mom for the holidays and returning some jewelry that she'd originally given to my EX...
Ain't life a bitch...?
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