Just being Hizzoner

This weekend some Illinoisian's came to the ATL to visit. Miss Jennifer Minder is seen here engulfing a giant dong that a was part of a costume. Oh how everyone wanted to get their mouths around that stuffed cock. Katie was probably being drunk somewhere in the background. Party was a hit. Proving that you can make friends in the South.

I have a party of five today. They work for the American Cancer Society. They've been talking about personal things for awhile.

One man talked about how nice his house is since he installed different temperature zones. His bedroom is nice and toasty but he feels bad for his dog in the cold downstairs. I thought about how my own house attempted to not use the heat to save money. He was probably saving a bundle by being able to afford zoned heating.

Later the woman on the right said, "I grew up surrounded by culture." That made me think of my upbringing in Farmersville and the amount of culture. Is my upbringing not as valid as hers because it wasn't cultured.

They eventually talked about the problems with health care in America and ways we can fix it. They talked about how horrible it must be to not get proper health care. And I thought that maybe instead of having a bunch of rich white people sitting in Chili's, decided what to do with health care, maybe the people that need it should decided what to do. But alas that is probably a silly idea. That would be as crazy as rich people getting free stuff and tax breaks.

I'm at Paste's Rock N Reel festival. I'm volunteering. Artist catering is my gig. I make sure the bands are drunk and happy. And I'm making sure I'm drunk and happy. Fun fun.

So tonight I went out. Drank some rich white man's beer. Kinda drunk. My roommate has friends over. They are great fun. But anyway I'm kinda drunk and outside smoking and enjoyed this sign.

I had a few people over tonight. Great fun. After they left I went to the bathroom and found these shower markers on the sink. It entertained me greatly. Probably in a drunk way.

Here is a picture of my clean bathroom. Much appreciation to one of my roommates. I just wish I knew which one.

Here is the thirty four dollars I made on a double today. Jesus loves Chili's. And people wonder why I'm so cheery at work. Please email me about donations to keep me in ATL. I'm a victim of hurricane Poor.

This seductive drink is the only reason I am being mildly productive. Thank you coffee. Thank you for the shaky vision, the sweaty palms, and the fits of giggling.