Monday, September 29, 2008

No Life Like My Life (and I mean it)

first off i want to thank all my friends and fans and all the readers who have supported me from the day they began reading. you guys are great and you are the reason i keep going. well, not only that - this is fun and kinda therapeutic too. but i always wanted to say some cheesy shit like people always do during dedications.

been staying busy keeping my head above water. i seem to have another six figure mostly kick-back job lined up. thank god because scraping by at $16.00/hr just doesn't cut it. if i believed in god i would think it was some divine bullshit that i found this gig but smart readers know the reality is that people tend to operate in repeating patterns. just like the girls who find guys who beat them or cheat them, the things i do lead me to jobs i can work at for a couple years and milk it.

do i want to be this way? no. am i working on it? yes.

i'm going to drop a series of updates soon on each of the girls on my plate right now. but for now just a little ditty to warm up. show tunes. make it happen.

the other day my wife and kid and i went bowling. i like bowling alleys because there are always hot girls around. sure enough, right next to us was a couple, the girl was early 20's, very skinny, super tight jeans. i'm not a big fan of the skinny girls only because they almost never have any ass and usually have no tits. i'm ok with no tits - i love everything from double D's (not anything larger) on down to lil sub-A-cup fried egg titties. seriously, a girl could be flat as a board and I would happily hit it sideways. but no ass? eeek. that is a fucking wood killer for me.

the good news for assless people is, if you have no ass and you're skinny, put on some pounds. yum. or you can work out. a juicy ass is good, and a muscular ass is good. there is no bad ass as long as it exists. the only bad ass is a flat ass.

speaking of lil fried egg titties, Eva Lux (rest in peace) is a great example.



that is like jello on a spoon. you have no idea. i would slap that shit. oh wait, kym wylde already did, haw haw!!



so this skinny bitch is next to us and i could barely take my eyes off her. she was hot, but maybe only because she was the only thing around.

i'm wearing one of my ivy caps, vintage shirt, i'm looking ok. the guy and the girl next to us are throwing a fair amount of strikes and spares. this bitch could probably out-throw me, and then she'd really have no respect for me if her boyfriend was doing better. that sucks because i haven't bowled in ages and i never really bowled a lot. probably less than 20 games in my life.

i grab a ball, approach without hesitation, BOOM! strike. just fucked that shit up. i turn around and walk back with my eyebrows raised just a tenth of an inch, casual as can be. both of them were looking at me like Damn, this dude packin heat. that's right, bitch!

Throw another strike, then i fuck up and for accidentally looked down (??) as i rolled. Cleaned it up for a spare, but still.

a mexican family comes in, the two daughters are probably seniors in high school or 19 or 20 or some shit, but hot as hell. one of them, the way her body's made, when she walks she switches her hips like a goddamn model or a stripper or something. good lord. a guy could be raised by wolves, crawling around on all fours not speaking a word of any language, and she could seduce him with her ass.
i would fucking jump on that shit.

when we left i held my head up high like i had bowled a 300, just throwing vibe. the girl at the snack counter looked at me and smiled; clearly she liked me. i smiled back and she looked down, still smiling, then looked up at me again as i walked by. i looked at her and smiled again and she blushed. remind me to come back and slap that shit.

wait, my wife's cousin's boyfriend works there, scratch that.