Je suis fatigue. It was a long night last night - and I may have outdone myself at the local dive bar. Then again - I wasn't either one of the girls taking off my top and revealing my breasts at the table to three refined gentleman unwinding after their weekly music study. Perhaps those girls were overenthused by the whole lingerie show presented by a local radio station that was wrapping up when we meandered into the bar. Or perhaps they found my charm and wit too much to handle and couldn't restrain themselves any longer. More likely the former.
Anyhow - thanks to the new camera - I have a homemade girls gone wild tape that is funny more for the dialogue amongst my fellows than for the shocking display I witnessed. No I will not be posting it. Don't even ask. I can give you this one tidbit of description however...Yesterday, after voting - we all received a circular sticker that read "Georgia Counts - I Voted." At the height of the action, Juan reached over and placed his sticker, perfectly, on one of the baby feeders. the sticker was now surrounded by a red halo. I gleefully rang out: "Georgia Voted! Georgia Voted!" It seemed the only appropriate thing to say. Although, reflecting back on it now I s'pose "Bullseye!" while waving finger pistols in the air would have done just as well.
And there you have it. Yet another reason yezbick.com should become something anonymous. So that I don't have to subject my unwitting relatives to such scandalous stories from the south.
back to Melville.
p.s. - I did vote for the wrong flag -- but everything still worked out in the end.

My God Man! your MOTHER reads this!
And you go around talking about BOOBS!
BOOBS for crying out loud !
TITTIES!
MAmMaries!
Danglie danglies!
BOOBS!
but seriously, i really think you should post it.
not only mother -- but GRANDmother...
who just emailed me about the picture below.
sorry grandma -- but those girls were outta control and I couldn't stop them -- even if I'd wanted to.
what do you mean the wrong flag?
The blue flag got trounced. Apparently the other flag, the one we didn't vote for, is better because it doesn't have the rebel X in it. The whole thing was very confusing. I think the next time I run into one of those bizarro type questions on a ballot I'm just gonna have to skip it. It's a little too butterfly ballotish for me. Now - seriously - can't we get back to talking about boobies rather than my own ignorance of the flag issue?
i totally forgot about girls side boys side until today.
thanks for the jarring memories.
and everybody knows that you crossed over long ago. gay.