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Impending Spring
Feb. 21st, 2007 10:11 am
"I need a lover that won't drive me crazy,
Some guy to thrill me and then go away.
I need a lover that won't drive me crazy,
Some guy who knows the meaning of,
"Hey, hit the highway!"
In other news... dropped off my FMLA paperwork at the surgeon's this morning, got the smog check done on the twuck... and renewed our registration online. It's one advantage of being on The Grid (sinister, dramatic music should be inserted)... When you get a smog check done, your information is transmitted directly to the DMV. We got our smog test done at 8:15, ran to the post office & surgeon's, and after 2 hours of errands & morning things, from the comfort of my own chair, the registration has been renewed.
Last night I got stuck out on the desk again. A young, gay, somewhat thick, nattily-dressed Mexican man came to the counter to get another key. The Mexican man had very pretty eyes, accented w/more eyeshadow & liner than most emo and hair metal bands combined (including the lead singer of Blue October), his hair was nicely styled, he had a nice manicure, his clothes were clean & matched, he smelled of violets and orange blossom. He was exactly the kind of gay Mexican man that Carlos Mencia loves to rag on. His boyfriend was a spastic white guy in an oversized shirt, skirt - it was definitely a woman's A-line skirt, not anything that could remotely be translated as a kilt - & tennis shoes w/no socks. I don't know why the Mexican guy let his boyfriend out in public dressed like that. Maybe he was hoping a scout for 'What Not to Wear' was out & about & he wanted to get his partner a free make-over.
I knew my morning could only get more interesting when construction began on the 17th floor at approximately 4:45am. Who in tha fuck starts construction in a hotel at a quarter to 5 in the morning? And why didn't they start this construction on Monday or Tuesday morning & chase all the NBA-related thuglife out of the hotel? (We listened to Oscar Goodman try to put a positive spin on that whole fiasco during KOMP's 'Morning with the Mayor'. He turned several shootings, stabbings & over 350 arrests into 'a few punks causing trouble'. It was a 'roaring success' even though the NBA commissioner says that the NBA All-Stars won't be back to Vegas because T&M is too small a venue & needs a complete multimedia & electrical overhaul to be worthy of any professional major league sporting event.)
I need to go to bed. I'm getting rawther snarky.
Some guy to thrill me and then go away.
I need a lover that won't drive me crazy,
Some guy who knows the meaning of,
"Hey, hit the highway!"
In other news... dropped off my FMLA paperwork at the surgeon's this morning, got the smog check done on the twuck... and renewed our registration online. It's one advantage of being on The Grid (sinister, dramatic music should be inserted)... When you get a smog check done, your information is transmitted directly to the DMV. We got our smog test done at 8:15, ran to the post office & surgeon's, and after 2 hours of errands & morning things, from the comfort of my own chair, the registration has been renewed.
Last night I got stuck out on the desk again. A young, gay, somewhat thick, nattily-dressed Mexican man came to the counter to get another key. The Mexican man had very pretty eyes, accented w/more eyeshadow & liner than most emo and hair metal bands combined (including the lead singer of Blue October), his hair was nicely styled, he had a nice manicure, his clothes were clean & matched, he smelled of violets and orange blossom. He was exactly the kind of gay Mexican man that Carlos Mencia loves to rag on. His boyfriend was a spastic white guy in an oversized shirt, skirt - it was definitely a woman's A-line skirt, not anything that could remotely be translated as a kilt - & tennis shoes w/no socks. I don't know why the Mexican guy let his boyfriend out in public dressed like that. Maybe he was hoping a scout for 'What Not to Wear' was out & about & he wanted to get his partner a free make-over.
I knew my morning could only get more interesting when construction began on the 17th floor at approximately 4:45am. Who in tha fuck starts construction in a hotel at a quarter to 5 in the morning? And why didn't they start this construction on Monday or Tuesday morning & chase all the NBA-related thuglife out of the hotel? (We listened to Oscar Goodman try to put a positive spin on that whole fiasco during KOMP's 'Morning with the Mayor'. He turned several shootings, stabbings & over 350 arrests into 'a few punks causing trouble'. It was a 'roaring success' even though the NBA commissioner says that the NBA All-Stars won't be back to Vegas because T&M is too small a venue & needs a complete multimedia & electrical overhaul to be worthy of any professional major league sporting event.)
I need to go to bed. I'm getting rawther snarky.
