Posted: Jun 20, 08 5:30pm
Welcome!
Remember that cold breeze I warned you about? Forget it. Bukowskiville is enjoying the first of its annual allotment of four hot days. It’s 90 on the streets…and 128 in my little pied-a-terre. I’m glowing profusely. I’m glowing profusely in unmentionable places. Hey, quit bitchin'…I promised you a hot time, didn’t I?
And furthermore: what did you bring? Who did you bring? How many pre-party cocktails have you had? Are you in need of emergency services yet? How’s your weather? What are you wearing? Happy Summer!
I just had a report that Joachim mashed the right front fender of somebody’s Beemer. Will the owner please see me after the party? I dug up another of Joachim’s cousins, Jerónimo, who’s real handy with a mallet and bondo. We’ll have that little dimple sorted out in no time.
Had a little mishap with my trusty microwave. Put the first batch of aka’s Not-Yet-World-Famous-Napalm Nachos in to nuke, turned my back and BLAM!! Poor little Tootsie. I loved that cat. In spite of her annoying habit of napping in the nuker. Now I’m down to a butane torch leftover from my meth lab days. Sure hope you brought something to eat. I’m hungry enough to snuffle down a…a…a JELLO MOLD!
Community Guideline: This is a flag-free zone. What happens here stays here and we’re all in this together so there’s no point in tattling. Besides, I’m not sure anyone’s manning the tattler desk at the moment. So punch up the kudos, kick butt with the vibes. But NO FLAGS.
Don’t be shy, folks. Step up, say “hey," make some new pals, have some fun.
Get in here!
