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January 3, 2003
bathroom monkey business
Oh My God, I am so ready to get to work on Monday. I've run out of chores to do in the past weeks, and I think I'm almost burnt out on Civ. I've got a bad case of Cabin Fever. My sleep patterns have now shifted to waking up around 10am, and going to bed at 2am, for lack of any reason to get up in the morning other than to experience daylight.
Last night I needed to get the hell out of the house and experience social interaction with other primates, so I went to the Eagle. I heard that people migrate from the Lantern to the Eagle on Thursdays, so I thought I'd check it out.
The huggy doorman was reading Lord of the Rings, so we chatted about the nature of the movies vs. the books, and how the herb kingsfoil works. I thought it was just a magical air freshener potpourri that drove away the effects of a Ringwraith attack, but he said it only worked when potential kings, like Aragorn, prepared the herb. I stand corrected. There is much talk about Gollum's character, and how the actor who did the voiceover and physical acting (painted over with CGI) may get some kind of award for portraying such excellent Sybillism.
I went upstairs and it was very warm. I thought there might be another shirtless drink special, so the shirt was shed. I kept seeing people mill about the bathroom, and wondered what the deal was. Monkey business in the bathroom. Too dark and too crowded in there, so I avoided it. I like to see who's touching me.
I also had to use the bathroom for it's intended purpose, so I went downstairs to follow what I thought was a scruffy skatepunk, but the brighter light betrayed him as an aged poseur. There were two cute guys playing pool and flirting with me, so I hung around and started to play pinball to remain within flirting range. Naturally, I played the best game of pinball in my life, and got completely absorbed in it for at least 15 minutes. I got multiple extra balls and two free games, ranking 4th place! Finally my last ball went down the hatch, and I chatted up with them. They were a couple, however, but I stayed to chat for a while longer, then went home.
Tonight I get a belated dinner with Dicktard, which will get me outta the house. A birthday party on Saturday, and rugby practice on Sunday! Yaay!
Some ominous predictions from this year's behind-the-times Washington Post List of '03. Poetry is Out, while weblogs are In. Oh no, that means more "can you help me with my weblog?" messages in the mailbox. Honies, I hate to break it to you, but HTML is really easy. I tried to keep it a secret when I was unemployed, to keep you out of the competition, but the word's out on the street. Plus, applications like Blogger and Moveable Type were made for beginners. Even some lawyers I know have blogs now.
The good part is that soul patches are Out and full beards are In. Go Bubba, Jimbo and Dogpoet! Hopefully Fitz still has his, and maybe Monkey and Jocko will try to grow one out. Also, calf implants are Out and chest hair is In. Calf implants? What the fuck? Please stop that, and Botox too. I don't see a lot of chest hair yet on ICUII or in the gyms as of yet, but there is still hope.
Posted by jimbo at January 3, 2003 1:05 PM
Comments
MTV's "True Life" did a story about a guy who got calf implants. I didn't notice a big difference. He definitely needed a brain implant though.
Posted by: Chrisafer at January 3, 2003 1:50 PM
Gurl actually introduced me to this HOT guy at Secrets once...then Her Evileness mentioned that his pecs were implants. TOTAL turn off! I don't do silicone.
Posted by: jimbo at January 3, 2003 1:55 PM
Happy New Year Jimbo!
I got the full beard working now, along with the chest hair of course.
I guess I'm just falling in line w/ the "in" crowd, but I didn't quite know it until you told me. :)
Posted by: Rob at January 3, 2003 2:32 PM
My friends and once came up with the title of a book for dating in the silicone age: "Warm Hearts and Plastic Parts".
This was after a hottie revealed to me that he had a chin implant! Immediate limpy.
Posted by: Bubba at January 3, 2003 4:44 PM
Oh yeah...
thanks for the full beard mention. Too bad I don't have the chest hair to go along with it.
Posted by: Bubba at January 3, 2003 4:56 PM
Gurl mentioned the chest implants (ass too) because you were making out with him rather heavily...and given your situation at the time, I thought of the exact thing that would snap you out of it.
G.U.R.L.
Gay Urban Recreation & Living
Posted by: GURL at January 4, 2003 1:43 PM
Hmmm, I guess I'm setting trends with the beard and chest hair. Of course, those might just be DC trends.
Posted by: sam at January 4, 2003 5:31 PM