14 September 2003
Sunday

My what a weekend. Friday night I went to se "Matchstick Men" with friends. We got 5 into the car, but I don't know if I should be doing that with the rustout to the subframe. Oh well, we got 5 in for the first time. Coming out of the theatre was a truly Spokane moment. We saw these two young women, one in a flesh colored sweater. I wanted to know where she got it, it was a good fakeout. Upon closer look, girl #2 was topless! Now we were all thinking, "Man these hookers must be cold, and what the hell are they doing here!" After we got past them, we realized that topless was a guy with long hair and man boobs. He had plumbers butt, and no women have plumbers butt. They just don't. And the lady had his T shirt around her shoulders. They got into a car like a minute before we did. Getting into the apartment, I asked if other people were fooled, and apparently we all were. Saturday my fuel pump went out--in a turnout lane on Francis!. Same tow guy as last time. I'll fix it tomorrow morning. Saturday night was a toga party. Suffice to say, I was the only toga of purply velvet with a blue necktie. I did get some attention from the necktie. Ok. I knew that at least three of the women were wearing brassieres but not panties, two told me or someone near me, one had a minor accident but I'm not complaining at all. :0) (Yes I'm so scandalous.) I only had a shot of cocoanut vodka, rather nice stuff. Ok what else happened there... oh yes, I realized that at any party at least three people will be unhappy and I suspect would rather not be there but don't want to feel like total loners. I tried to hang out and mingle, it was a good evening. One guy I met was essentially man-whoring himself. He is a smooth operator, and it was impressive to see a good craftsman at work. He took pity on me for being a nice guy. Funny thing, he has a Cross tattooed on his right shoulder blade. So here is this guy who told me he got over an addiction by meditating on the Cross, and he's making out with a drunk chick. Hypocritical? Guess I just try to make my religion affect my whole life. I suppose its also becuase I find it chilling that Anton Levey got onto his church of satan thing from hypocracy. Ok, so that was Saturday. Sunday was nothing special, but a good day. Went out decorating shopping with a good friend. Its amazing the difference friends make.