Sunday Morning Sidewalks...
Well, I survived the night.... and what a night it was. I hung out with BJ for a while - got an interesting offer.. and got flashed.
BJ - just the usual stuff. He was wide open and talking about moving to Georgia, his supposedly pregnant girlfriend - who just happens to live across the road from me and is married to someone else.. and getting high. Oh yeah - his foot hurt too. He stuck around for a couple of hours and then took off to who know's where. The boy is certifiable. But he's a good guy, so it's OK...
David, a guy I've known for quite a while, stopped by. I used to hang out with his older brother & cousins a few years ago - and have known David for probably 10 - 12 years... He wants to make movies and be a writer/director. He's got the right attitude, but he just doesn't want to put in the blood, sweat & tears and make the sacrifices necessary for any kind of success. He knows the technical stuff, but little else. He wants us to work together on a screenplay - he's got some kind of idea going on and needs help getting it out of his head and on paper. I've written a couple of screenplays - and I'm good with characters and dialogue - but weak on developing plotlines and keeping the story flowing. So what he wants is for use to pool our talents and see what develops. I might do this - take a break from the computer for a few weeks and just devote my free time to coming up with a script and seeing what happens. I haven't decided for sure yet. He's supposed to come by here on Tuesday and I'll let himknow something more definite.
As for the flashing thing, a lady came in last night. She was a big lady - and was just coming from the clubs. She was wearing a small blue shirt with spaghetti strings up over the shoulders. She was very well endowed in the chest area.. and the shirt left very little to the imagination. Well, the shoulder strap was falling down to begin with. And when she leaned over the counter to see what kind of cigars we had - the front of the shirt just slid on down and her left breast was exposed for all the world to see... Full nip shot. Some things are best to the imagination. She was one of them. Someone cover that thing up! On some women, that might be sexy or somewhat enticing and erotic.... On this woman, it was nothing like that. It was just plain nasty. I tried to ignore it and finished the sale. Her friend noticed, and she (Mammary Woman) casually slid the strap back up, acting like she was never exposed to begin with. And I acted non-chalant, like i didn't see anything.. and believe me, I wish that I hadn't. It's times like this that I definitely understand more than ever why I ended up being gay. I love nipples on a hot guy, but the tetes on this cow... I don't think so. Blaaaah!
More later. Time for a new column or a nap. I haven't decided for sure which one will be happening yet! Probably a column - if i go to sleep now, I know I'm gonna have nightmares. Yuck! Ciao!
-Doug
-Doug

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