So remember yesterday, when I was ecstatic and full of love for the world? Remember that?
I woke up this morning with a serious grump on, and the day has been filled with tiny irritants, like dropping all of the cards out of my wallet while paying full price for the vitamins because I forgot my chain-store-discount-card. Plus I wept while preparing breakfast, for no reason besides pure crankiness and misery.
It's not even That Week.
There will be consolation and apologies tonight over garlic shrimp and thai iced tea, that I know.
PS: I found out what Bret Michaels has been up to for the past few years: getting a plastic face.
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6 comments:
You know, Brett Michaels is well on his way down the road that Keith Richards has been on for quite some time.
It's my belief that Keith Richards has been dead for about 10 years now, but that no one has the guts to inform him of that fact.
;)
Yikes. Is that a current picture of Michaels? He looks like Britney Spears with a goatee.
For giggles, I'd recomment going to bretmichaels.com and checking out the slideshow there. You could play a fun drinking game like this:
Every time Bret has a different expression on his face, drink a beer.
You wouldn't get very drunk, though.
My high school library used to get Circus Magazine. When the ads for Poison's first record started appearing there, my buddies and I spent an entire study hall arguing over which one of those four chicks we most wanted to bang. I remember smacking the shit out of some freshman toad who looked over our shoulders and said Poison were all guys. It wasn't until we saw the "Talk Dirty to Me" video that we realized the little bastard was right.
It has occurred to me that every single person I've been attracted to has been gender variant in some way.
Perhaps, then, it's no coincidence that, in high school, every inch of my walls was covered with posters of glam-rock groups like Poison, Slaughter, Motley Crue--guys who were wearing more makeup than anyone I know.
If I met one of those guys walking down the street today, I'd call them a drag queen.
Patrick: Circus magazine? In your high school library?! You must've had the coolest librarian ever. We had to be content with National Geographic.
Cool? You could say that. My high school librarian was none other than Baron Wormser. He also got us Guitar Magazine and Guitar Player.
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