You guys have got to read Best of craigslist. there is some funny stuff in this thing. it was suggested to me by deirdre's husband, eric. read the one about the rules for anal. love this internet thing.
what is it w/ married people and strip clubs? my LI friends were out on friday...haven't seen them in a long time. and they were pushing the strip club thing? so we hit some bars: chumley's, cinema classics, blind tiger, coyote ugly (ugh) and then they wanted to cap the nite at some club near herald square...scott saying that it was really, really "dirty". the place was empty and scott lied--he'd never been there. the dancers were dancing for the other dancers--never looked so bored. the employees were so below par that paul and i refused a lap dance that scott paid for! poor girl just trying to make a buck, rejected!
anyways, spent a weekend on LI. came back so damn stressed! i don't know what it is, but my parents raise my blood pressure to defcon 5--for no other reason than being themselves. they weren't pushing my buttons or anything, but i found myself, 100x more irritable around them. couldn't sleep at all and was lethargic all weekend. methinks i need to get some major dr. phil work done on me...maybe hypnosis. so why was i out there? b/c i was invited by my surrogate parents, the waldrons (de's parents), to dinner to celebrate the patriarchal waldron's birthday. food was spectacular (as it always is) and then followed it up with brunch this morning.
this will be the last waldron event to be spent with de and eric before they head for Cali. quite sad, but they'll be back for x-mas...but i'll still be at the waldron dinners, i am the adopted son after all. it had been suggested that i move to the west coast. to be away from the stress that is the parental units and from crazy new york women (b/c the shallow, self-centered woman of LA is a step up). luckily, it was proved that i probably should not go over there b/c when eric and i are together, it becomes an embarrassing sitch for the deirdster. par example: de has pointed out that eric and i tend to quote movies that do not exist and laugh as if we just saw it for the hundreth time. and she was really not happy about our pitch for a new teen show for the WB a la Smallville, called the Young Jesus Adventures...or as i like to call it Nazareth. jesus is a teen and goes to high school and slowly discovers his "powers". mary magdalene is like the popular cheerleader type, judas is the sidekick w/ a secret agenda, thomas, a friend in woodshop, who always thinks that whatever the big J does isn't a good idea, lucifer is the bully / archnemesis head of the burnouts, pontius pilate is the principal...you get the picture...apparently, jesus having sisters and bros, would be too controversial. casting is underway, but suggestions are appreciated. suffice it to say, de's not that stressed about a west coast move.
so can't wait to head out there in may...if i can really knuckle down and not spend money (after that damn dog fiasco), i can still do the stuff i want to do. so, no starbucks (!) and no eating out for lunch...you know it's bad when i have to cook!!! so spam tomorrow!
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