Change is Good
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I seem to be the cure.
I wish I could bottle this shiz and make my first fortune.
Posted at 11:15 AM in Chuck'les, On the Bus | Permalink
The new West Hollywood sheriff stopped by happy hour the other day.
He was doing a handshake tour of the bars & handing out safety pamphlets.
My friend Brian actually read it and took issue with the last suggestion.
He said, "Hey, I think there is an error on this?"
The sheriff asked, "What's that?"
Brian continued playfully, "It says 'stay sober.' Why would I do that at a bar?"
The sheriff scrunched-up his face as he pondered his question, "Oh yea."
Then the sheriff concurred with a friendly smile, "Ignore that one!"
Posted at 10:41 AM in Boozin', Friends, West Hollywood | Permalink
This is Jackie. She is one of my public transportation friends.
When I see her she always seems surprised that I actually talk to her...
But I love running into her because I know she's gonna lay a funny on me.
Like for instance yesterday during the heat of the day:
Jackie: It is just too dang hot to do much of anything today.
Me: Except go to happy hour.
Jackie: Ex-cept, I ain't got no happy money.
And I took that photo just as she hit that punchline too.
So you can feel it.
Jackie is cut from the Aunt Esther cloth and I love her.
Posted at 10:12 AM in Chuck'les, On the Bus | Permalink
The other day at happy hour we talked about being gay teens & sex.
Our bartender stated with a fair amount of earned bravado,
"I'm a gold card gay - I've never ever been with a woman."
I waited a beat before I played my royal flush,
"I guess that make my status a platinum card gay.
Not only have I not been with a woman I was a Cesarean baby.
I didn't even see my mama's yum-yum."
Platinum y'all. Plat-i-num.
Posted at 12:06 PM in Chuck'les, Gay Stuff | Permalink