Friday, March 19, 2010

Strippers Are Easier to Talk to Than Hookers ...

I haven’t posted in a few days so I thought I would throw something up here today.  Not that I have anything really all that great to blog about.  But, I don’t want everyone forgetting about me or anything.  So, I thought I would just do a stream of consciousness thing here. 

Aaaaand go….

So my determined march towards dead last place in the tournament pick ‘em game continues unabated.  It began with Florida and Vandy both losing in the early games on Thursday and ended when Texas came from ahead to lose to Wake Forrest on a buzzer beater.  Way to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory assholes.  Thanks for the big roundhouse kick straight to the balls.  I swear I’ll never forgive Texas for losing that game.  It was completely and totally embarrassing.  There’s nothing you can do to make me change my mind either Texas.  Not even a weekend alone in a luxury hotel with this cheerleader will make me change my mind…
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Uh … Like I said.  I will never forgive Vanderbilt for losing that game. 

Hahaha … see what I did there?  I admitted that she could make me change my mind.  Hell, she could have convinced me to vote for McCain.  Maybe.  Well, I would probably have just lied to her and told her that I did vote for McCain when I really didn’t.  That’s just the kind of guy I am sometimes.  Not all the time.  I mean, I would definitely go get Scmoop some ice cream if she asked me to.  And even though I joked to Matt-Man that it would give me a chance to see if the streetwalkers were out at night yet as the weather warms up, I really wouldn’t have done that either.  Bagwine, Ohio streetwalkers are even a little beneath my standards.  Not far, but far enough.  Actually, it probably depends on the girl and the situation.  

Did I ever tell you about the hooker who was my neighbor in San Antonio?* Yeah, I lived in the ghetto.  Anyway, she was pretty friendly.  I would run into her at the mailboxes a few days a week.  Totally by coincidence too.  I mean, I never sat there staring out the window until I saw her heading for the mailboxes and then took off running to “accidentally” run into her at all.  I’m not that pathetic.  Well, I am, but I really didn’t do that.  Maybe I should have though.  Anyway, if I was still her neighbor I would try to convince her to write a blog.  I bet it would be interesting.  Actually I don’t know if it would be or not cause I never talked “bidness” with her.  Just general chit chat.  But, I was pretty fascinated and dying to ask her some questions about her chosen profession.  Unfortunately I’m a total freaking coward when it comes to those things so I never did.  It’s easier to talk to strippers about stripping than it is to talk to hookers about hooking.

When I lived in Springfield, Mo I lived in another ghetto apt complex.  They rented these studio apts in the back near the highway for like $210 a month.  Turns out there were some hookers working out of those apts too.  Great business plan.  Very low overhead.  I was impressed with their business sense.  Of course, I never knew about them until after the cops had arrested them and the apt complex owners had to “clean up their act” and shit.   So, I never got to run into any of them at the mailboxes there.  Or talk to them at all.  I did talk to the woman who was selling crack out of her apartment once.  It was a very brief conversation that went something like…

Her: “Dude! Why are you fucking parked over here on this side?”
Me: “All the spots in front of my building were taken.”
Her: “Well you need to move your fucking car cause I need that spot for my friends.”
Me: “Uh … Okay, I’ll park on the side.”
Her: “Well hurry up and fucking do it.  That spot needs to be open.”

She was another really smart businesswoman.  Low overhead in a cheap apartment.  Good exposure to a main road that ran in front of one of the high schools so there were customers nearby.  And she understood that people needed convenient parking.  Very smart.  She kind of scared me though.  Don’t know what it was, but I found her intimidating. 

Oh BTW, I never told you who my final four picks are.  I’m going with Kansas v Pitt in one game and West Virginia v Duke in the other.  I’m taking Duke even though I don’t think that they’re that good. But, I’m just assuming they will get there because God hates me. 

Anyway, my national championship match up is Kansas v West Virginia and my national champion pick is …..

West BY GOD Virginia!
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I know you were wondering who I was picking.  So, there ya go.  Okay, that’s all I’ve got.




*That was a joke.  I know I’ve mentioned my neighbor the hooker many, many times.

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