flatblack

I was supposed to work at a benefit concert for the Austin Zoo but it got rained out. Just as well; as much as I love this charity, the band was going to be a Grateful Dead cover band. Between that and the odor of patchouli oil that would inevitably come along with it, it would have been a long evening.

Here's my gripe for the day: Why don't they make house wares for men? I want an air freshener that smells like BBQ. I want kitchen utensils with switch blade handles. I want skulls on my paper towel instead of flowers. If someone will go out there and make this stuff, I'll guarantee them at least one loyal customer!

Where are you Hot-Rod-Girl? X X