To read this week’s column for In Utah This Week click here. This week I skip local entertainment and write about my dating life. I know, I know… zip it.
But really, how could I not talk publicly about a guy who didn’t mind when I rented this movie on his Blockbuster account:
OK, he did complain for a brief second, but I was able to talk him into it by batting my lovely long eyelashes. SUCKER!
Read this week’s column for In Utah This Week here. I was lazy with the camera that night, but here are the few pictures that we took. I was far too busy watching the hippies in front of me drop acid and then immediately pass out.
I did appreciate the medics telling them,”If possible try and slow down on your drinking for the remainder of the night.” This is why I am not in the heath care industry. I would have said, “Stupid fucking kids, what did you expect would happen? Now if possible, GO HOME AND WASH YOUR HAIR!” This is where I slightly differ from a caring individual.
To read this week’s column click here. I think every local should visit The Woodshed at least once. I’m seriously obsessed with this bar, and not just because of the freebie condom jar. Well maybe that has a little something to do with it.
To read my column about attending Utah’s Pride weekend go here. To see the pictures go here. A big thanks to AK who came WILLINGLY and photographed the event. He’s a good friend to have, unless he’s talking incessantly about biking then I’d trade him to someone for a slice of chocolate cake.
I saw this yesterday and it made my day! Thanks to Nina Garin at The San Diego Union-Tribune! Being called the Carrie Bradshaw with a foul mouth is possibly the best thing ever. And sooooo true.
To read this week’s column click here.
I’d attempt to write something clever but, I’m very busy trying to find cheerful music to cover the sounds of rain outside. So far Magnetic Fields is only further depressing me. Any cheerful music suggestions?
