A Post is a Post is a Post

[yaking of no consequence]

Quick rants
- a shout out to the Australian Queen promoter who touched my ass twice; if I was any braver I would go ape and slam sexual harassment on YOUR ass. Luckily for you I'm not.
- a shout out to the crew of Queen which I worked/saw tonight: good job but fake boobs don't suit men with hairy chests.
- to Christine: Engaged! Engaged! How engaging! Hurry up and wait eh?
- to my little Buddy: I miss you - but don't give pizza guys $14 tips
- to my train partner: nice talkin' to ya - alas we did not meet again. oh well.
- to my credit card: you sneaky little fiend, you shall be worn out by year end and I shall have to do all the dirty work. Bah to you!
- to my bedroom: I love sleeping with you but the restaurant downstairs makes you smell of tofu. How very strange - is there anything you can do about it?
- to my loving parents: you were very nice to me this weekend and it was good to be home. I hate saying goodbye.
- to Lifehouse: your song makes me cry so STOP IT! STOP IT NOW!
And this is what they call the end.