An evening soiree

1 April, and I can't think of a single prank to pull on anyone. Me, Cowboy Caleb and mr brown had dinner and coffee and coffee and a darn good chat about who mr brown, Cowboy Caleb and Mr Miyagi really are. You could say we were getting a little ahead of ourselves here, but really, most of the evening was spent asking Cowboy Caleb what it meant to him to be easing himself into monogamy. I don't really care about the impact on his life personally, but I have a feeling (and I told him) that his Gonzo Journal would either irrevocably change into some Diary of a Married Man, or worse, close down for good (as opposed to close down temporarily because someone pissed you off in the comments section). I mean, who'd do all those interviews? We'd have no more chio bus featured on the Journal! (But you could always come to this blog to see some featured here) Technorati tag: Sexybloggers

Surf stop: my tushees (?)

iTunes' party shuffle is playing a copy of: Diamonds On The Soles Of Her Shoes - Paul Simon - 1964-1993 (Disc 3) [Box Set], of which I have the original CD and therefore didn't steal music.