Some Random Tidbits

Girl, I know it’s been awhile. And I make no promises to update again soon. But I’m feeling a bit inspired so here are a few tidbits to whet your appetite:

• Everyone’s favorite Stoned Cherub, our own little Adam, has apparently been positively identified in my blog. He told me that someone googled his name and found his first and last mentioned in some entry from a year or two ago. While I make no effort to protect the guilty, I don’t want to mess up anyone’s life (unless they truly deserve it). So if anyone finds the entry that gives Adam’s full name, let me know and I’ll make the appropriate edits.

• Paul got drunk on Saturday. Ok, big news flash. But in other news, Seth spent the day with him and Curtis, and raised his baseline 0.3 BAC to an impressive 0.68. Ladies, that don’t happen every day. Predictably, Paul ended up trying to rim Seth, and predictably I have the pics to prove it. Unfortunately, the lights had gone out by this point (welcome to Curtis’s palace in the CD). Fortunately for me, and you my Gentle Readers, Curtis had lit bowls of floating candles as soon as the power was cut. I was able to hold a candle, as it were, to our lovebirds and get some lovely pics of the action. And if you want to see them, well you’re sick. But buy me a beer and I’ll oblige.

• Speaking of Curtis, ever hear the phrase “Steal my seats a third time while a lesbian borrows my car, and I’m a fool”? We all know and love the silver Honda that Curtis brings out twice a year. Well apparently its seats are a hot commodity, because twice since October someone has cut open the ($9000) top and taken out the ($2000) seats. Last time was right after I had borrowed the car, but of course yours truly was responsible and parked it safely in a secure garage. I’m a gay boy who knows how paying a deductible will eat into my drinking budget. Well this weekend our intrepid “Soccer Practice” architect lent the Honda to a lesbian who promptly parked it on a dark street on the Hill. Girls, fill in the rest for the fish who didn’t see it comin’. And while she may have an “in” with the auto mechanic set, Curtis (or the insurance company that just dropped him) gets to eat the full cost of her lapse in judgment.

• Rumor has it that our very own Rick was driven home early from Ben Waldman’s 40th birthday party this past Saturday. Details are sketchy (so to speak), but Messers. Stoli and Smirnoff, as well as the Ambassador from Columbia are being sought for questioning. Authorities plan to question the victim once he sobers up, which they expect to happen in 2015 or when Doris lowers the boom, whichever comes first.

• Devin. Alone. Ben’s Party. Kids, those are probably the four most incriminating words I’ve ever written in this blog. I can’t say where I or what I heard about THAT, but apparently a good time was had by all.

And that’s all I have for tonight.