going through old emails and came across this one to noblesavage from a couple years ago:
re: the mostly unfabulous social life of [mkf]
so earlier this week i dropped into virgin megastore with the intention of picking up george michael's new single as a surprise mini-gift for sam, this guy i'm seeing (he's a huge fan and didn't know about the new release). when he realized why we were there, he hugged me and said something like, "what a great surprise! thanks, babe," at which point the kid behind the counter said, "wow, what a cool dad".
sam is 35.
so how's your week going?
13 comments:
Thats awful. Awfully funny.
les: yeah, sam thought so too. i'm with victor now.
My day is going fine, thanks. Concerning age, I'm in a place where I really don't give a shit just so long as I can still get it up (which I can) and nail the occasional younger gentleman who catches my eye (which I do).
Concerning a recent post on whether Obama is a socialist, the entire nationalization of the American banking system screams of socialism. I'm surprised Obama hasn't called them on it.
I remember when you sent that to me...and I have to say it did seem to strike you where it hurts.
Of course, when they start calling you gramps, that is something else altogether.
ahahahahahahahaha!!!
you made my day, Mikey.
will: i'm with ya there, my friend. and as for socialism, it would seem that the idiot mccain is actually trying to out-socialize obama these days.
noblesavage: actually, i was going for wryly self-deprecating then (well mostly, anyway). now, "gramps"--i'd really rather not think about that one right now, thanks.
anonymous: thanks for that--i try.
Actually I was going to write a hiaku about George Michaels and why he would make a great gay gift - but I couldn't get past the public bathroom cruising line in the poem...
duh, i'm an idiot...color me anonymous?
i need to stop doing the pot before i leave messages here.
where the fuck you been, girl?
As much as I wish I had a witty comment, I don't.
I've been working and spending my weekends learning how to be a better UT fan. :)
judi: ohmigod, you've caught the sickness. just draw the line at painting your tits orange, all i'm askin.
oh, and luis: i want a finished haiku on my desk by tomorrow morning.
I have, I truly have.
In order to keep myself grounded, I submit my list of "the lines I won't cross to prove I bleen burnt orange":
--painting my tits orange
--tainting my pits orange
--painting my toes orange (and yes, every store here carried UT burnt orange polish)
--getting a tattoo of Texas, UT, Florida or any combination thereof
as for blankets, throw pillows, beach towels, clothes, etc, all bets are off.
Hook 'Em!
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