Tuesday, October 4, 2011

I'm Not Fresh Enough...

I'm not fresh enough now to really dedicate the mental energy.  When I sit down to collect my thoughts, I'll take to tapping on the keyboard.  That should be sufficient for tonight, I tell myself.  I'll keep them guessing.  The problem is, I am leaving them hanging.  It's really time for me to take my harmonica down to the bus station and busk for spare change.  There's only one problem: the closest bus station is 35 minutes away.

So what to do at this point.  I know that if I don't write something really profound, I'll be looking for a new place to live.  You will be looking for a new place to read.  I will not have the funds necessary to support my strip club habit.  I won't even have the funds to give away to live a life of poverty.  People will refer to me as "that Object Lesson over there".  That works.

You sure you don't wanna slake your thirst with some Ginger Ale?  Not the good stuff, because it is only Price Chopper.  With the hundreds of millions of people who read this blog, will Price Chopper be willing to continue sponsorship of it?  Well, I have this one thing to say about that.  I am for sale, plain and simple.  Send me some of the latest batch of Ginger Ale.  I will declare it massively improved, and everyone will get what they need out of this relationship.

You can count on it.

Nooks and Crenellations

Welcome to the fabulous world of Nooks and Crenellations.  Gloria took my glass with her.  It doesn't matter.  There was ginger ale in it.  Not really good ginger ale, or at least nothing fancy.  Just plain old Price Chopper Ginger Ale.  I believe that it does at least have natural flavors.  Which is good, since I am a natural sort of guy.

That sounds like a personals ad, but I will be completely honest with you.  It is.  This is actually my lead in to find all the hot single women with no baggage, who don't engage in "head games", whatever those are.  The rest of the sundry items you can fill in from random postings in the Craigslist m4w area.  You should be in shape, physically attractive, humorous, and while you are at it, have enough money to keep me in the lifestyle to which someone very well off is accustomed.

For what it's worth, I don't expect to get a lot of great responses to this.  Most women aren't brave enough to financially support a man in this fashion.  But I have to think that somewhere there is a woman who can appreciate having a trophy husband to show off to her colleagues, friends, and important dignitaries from friendly nations.

If you feel you are up to this task, please let me know.  Your picture gets stock photography back from me.

Hasta la Pasta!