Annie Update

As you will recall, I wrote a short apology to Annie Stensrud in the early morning hours of Wednesday the 22nd.
And early that Wednesday afternoon, Annie Stensrud was picked up for a DWI.

Did she read my post, and was so touched that she just had to drive over to thank me personally?
I'm not sure we'll ever know. 
She was driving in the wrong direction. 
But that's understandable, since she was drunk. 

I only have one last comment on the matter:
She was drunk by noon.
Now that is my kind of lady. 

Story here

Apologies To Annie Stensrud

I was there at the beginning.
Provoking it on, goading the poster.
First saw the video in single digit views,
and probably first to post it to Social.
As a drunk, I shouldn't have taken pleasure
in such and understandable slip
a possibly ruined career.
But I needed views, and clicks.
So apologies Annie.
But as a drunk I know you'll understand.
It was only business.

Proving Yourself

Wedding weekend.
And as and adult single, you start preparing yourself for The Question.
You practice your smile and shrug.
At best, they think you are some sort of puppy with a disease.
"There must be something we don't see." They say, and try to diagnose your problem.
At worst, they question your ability or desire for commitment and responsibility. 
Or maybe you're just gay.
But this time I have a plan.
At the appointed time I will dash out and grab that tossed bouquet.
Then I'll fuck every unattached girl from the dance. 
That should take care of 2 out of 3.

Equality

Sit down, spread, relax, read. (or think, or play games, or whatever)
When the job is done (finally, at times) you set aside your distraction and start going about that hygiene thing. 
Only to remember the new roll is sitting on the counter in the kitchen.
No one around.
Nothing else to do.
Do That Walk, to pick up the new roll.
The thing about That Walk,
king,peasant, sinner, or saint. 
No one is graceful, or dignified while doing it. 
But everyone has done it.
Probably.