Hippie Motorcyclist

Really? With the tambourine on the handbar?
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The smell of new money

Today, I was mailing packages in the Haymarket Post Office and I have to describe the woman that came in. She was a little Asian lady. Hard to really tell which ethnicity due to her unnatural tan, botoxed face that was frozen with a look of surprise on it and her huge lips. She had streaky highlights that were held at bay by her porn star shades on her head, unfortunately because it allowed the world to see that face. She was driving a gold Lexus SC convertible with a "I love Haymarket" sticker on it. I am sadden readers to say that I did not have the stealth to get picture of her inside the PO but I did take one once I got in my car.
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Where the hell is with buttoning the top button?

I don't know where this trend has come from but I am petitioning for its death. Unless you are wearing a tie, you do not need your top button on your shirt to be buttoned. That is whack. It looks stupid and people who wear their shirts like that should be punched in the face.
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Here's an update

I am playing brickbreak, wondering why people are trying to talk on their cells. What are you? Stupid? You can't hear anything in here.
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In da club

I am chilling like a vip villain in a booth at lucky bar. The music is loud, my buzz has worn off. The girl I thought I would be hitting on (and hopefully hook up with) is dancing with some douchebag. I don't get it. I want to go to bed. Too loud. And these white kids can't dance. Are they kidding? I have seen better dancing on National Bandstand from the fifties. And that was the fifties.

I will update later with specific details. But to recap, I am over this.
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