reverendbenzo

The prez is in town for the G8 Summit meeting. Apparently the National Guard and tons of secret service types are all over downtown. Streets are blocked off and most businesses are closed. Except for ours of course. What do I care? I seldom go downtown anymore plus I'm going to be out of town Sat and Sun for the *drumroll* SGB! Woo hoo! I am locked and loaded. I'm using vacation days so I actually get paid to go. I have 100 stickers to plaster all over the place and to give to total strangers to promote the site. I am very excited but nervous in a way. I heard the ladies like gifts and I have things to give ( DVDs, mix C.D.s etc.) but do you just walk up and say "Uh, hi (insert name here) we've never met but I have something for you. I don't want to come across as a creep. Damn I wish I wasn't so shy and tend to overbuild non-existant anxiety moments in my mind. Fuck it. I'm just going to go and have a great time. Right Pogo?!

I've altered my appearance somewhat. I shaved most of my goatee off and my hair is spikey now. It looks like I shoved my finger in a light socket. But I like it. This lady came to the checkout at work and told me that I look different every time she sees me. Then her son told me I had hairy monkey arms. That pissed me off so I said "Yeah well so will you when you grow up." He countered with "Well it's not my fault you have hairy ape arms." God what a rude little shit!!

I don't want to end this journal on a sour note so here's a lemerick:

There once was a man named Kent
Whose dick was so long that it bent
The way it would hang
It looked like a boomerang
And instead of coming, he went

With much love, spikey hair and monkey arms,
DrG2K