Tops coming off in pools full of people while you're sober.

So not cool.

It's been an interesting summer. Not a bad one, but interesting.

I should do something outrageous for August, keep the weirdness in play for a bit.

Anyone feel like teaching me to play electric guitar so I can get a bunch of approaching middle aged hipsters to cover metal songs in a slow, thoughtful manner with me? Or should I jsut go solo and learn piano instead?

Busking maybe one of the best ways to making an untraceable living, even if you have to nudge their wallets. You won't believe the outfits and expressions people wear when they are wrapped up in their busy selves, all the sunshine and breezes you can stand.

Paying for your food in nickels and dimes is a pain though. Oh and restrooms...

For any sleep-deprived parents out there, I offer an all-natural, totally safe and non-addicting means to keep Junior asleep all night.

So what's a girl gotta do to have a little fun around here?

Well, at least you didn't leave me handcuffed to the bed when you hopped me, Scratch. And I liked What's-Her-Face. Not the blonde, the green haired one. She was fun.

So, can't touch my soul but can skip my sorry ass to another universe? You are THE WORST SORE LOSER GOD EVER THOUGHT UP.

 No contacts, no connections... well at least the mates I owe ain't here..

Anybody looking for a fiddler for bars or violinist for everything else? Also can do other jobs, can keep mouth shut and forget what's in the trunk, handy kind of guy if that's what you're looking for. Boy's gotta eat. And play.