okay, first off, in the title, i am SO not criticizing people who smoke pot. but working my first of THREE widespread panic shows was worse than i ever could have imagined when it came to the box office. scary, scary stuff. and walking through the crowd was even worse. that “au natural” smell (now with PATCHOULI!!!) is bad enough when there’s one or two of them together.
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gram

i was getting ready for a lunch engagement in north austin when i got called in on “family” duty. not my family by blood, and not my family by marriage (having never been married and starting to get the feeling i’ll never BE married, that would have been quite a feat)…no, it was my OTHER family; the one who’s phone number is saved in my star tac as “FAMILY II” (as it has been in every mobile i’ve ever owned). and our matriarch had just left the building for the last time to go take her place running the smoking section of that big chunk o’ sky i call “Liz’s Lounge” (named after my mother, the first of the mighty females in my life to head that way).
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this was a holiday?

so, my day at a glance…woke up this morning at 6:45 on a little under five hours of sleep after doing dinner and a movie with kimberly, the porn star in training (allow me to clarify, i WENT to a movie with her…men in black ii. it had it’s moments, but over all had a bad case of sequelitis where it pails compared to the original…just didn’t want y’all to think the two of us MADE a movie or something).
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fry day

well, i suppose the tail end of friday was a preview of things to come, work-wise; so once again, i’ve got to be industrially creative (i.e. make my own work) i DID have quite a bit to do, but found myself with everything pretty much knocked out, and it was only 3:45. for the next two weeks i’ll be tied to our tech support line (i’m thinking of posting the toll-free number on here so you can all call and say, “hi”) while the rest of my department heads off to deal with some dallas technical fun; i get left behind because i am one of the two choices that can single-handedly run the austin office and maintain all the outlets AND keep all venues happy; the other is my boss, who wants to head up and oversee dallas. all fair (as it should be in love, war, and big business, right?) but it still kinda sucks for me. on the upside, i won’t be in the big “D”, and don’t have to try my damnedest to find sitters for the dogs, which is never easy.
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if i ruled the world (imagine that)

so, harold (owner of sharp things tattoo & body piercing, on the square in san marcos, 512-353-1170 – and token vegetarian at the bar-b-que yesterday) made a reference to an old entry in a comment the other day. this would be that entry…
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the seventh sinning stretch

at the stroke of midnight to START my birthday, i was at la zona rosa with josh watching a grown man put his face in broken glass as a rather fetching, busty young woman plucked from the audience stepped on the back of his head; twenty-four hours later i was watching the last few moments of my birthday tick away as…well…honestly i couldn’t see ANYTHING because my face was enveloped in a pair of sizeable breasts that have graced the pages of both hustler and playboy…(pic of her available on request)
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why comal county sucks when you’re on tequila

i am REALLY digging kimberly – the porn star in training’s new porno pad. it comes complete with ol’ school hot tub in the master bath, plus dual shower heads and mirrored wall in the master bed room…and out back a pool and a bad-ass grill (and buford, the wonder basset). the whole thing just DRIPS of 70’s swank, and if it didn’t get any better from there, it’s just off the loop and pat booker making it damn near the easiest place to get to in SA for me, with the exception of the forum, which is where we had dinner and drink (note the lack of an “s” on that last word – still saving up for my birthday festivities tuesday-wednesday…though that one margarita was pretty large and pretty strong).
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afternoon delight (an afternoon quickie)

so, when i got my last new tattoo, right before christmas, i made my sister a promise not to get anymore. now, i know what you’re thinking…i’ve been talking about a lot of tattoo work since, but those were all re-colors or completions, NOT a fresh piece. so as promised, if you’re reading this, teri, the count is still sitting at ten…

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