Nine thirty at night and I am exhausted. Its damn hard work sitting on my ass all day drinking coffee you know. I was just laying in bed reading and I thought "I better go blog before I fall asleep and forget about it!"
As for the contest. I thought there was a three way tie. Till I re read all the answers. there is only one person who got four out of five right, and then, she re-commented, after I told her she was in the lead, and changed one of her answers and ended up with five out of five.
Did any of that make sense?
Told you I was tired. Anyway, Sheila got them all right (Blue Boy, Rainbow Man, Stuperman, Rainbow Man and Jitteryjoe). Please email me your stalker info and I will get it in the mail.
I decided to the store and get some hot dogs as I will have company with small children over tomorrow. When we were there, I asked Stupe if he wanted to hold the hot dogs for me. He was quiet for a minute, looking at me, and then said OK. I handed them to him and he exclaimed in a very loud and excited voice "OH! They are not hot mommy!"
It never occurred to me that children would see hot dogs that way. I wonder if he thinks they are really made out of dogs too... I think I will tell him they are next time we see a dog walking around.. .
I heard a rumor that I might be going to the spa in June. Something about getting my hair cut in layers. This will be a very new experience. I once splurged and paid nineteen bux for a hair cut. Normally I stick to the magi-cuts in the mall. They charge eight bux. And neat stickers on the mirrors. Plus they massage my head with this minty smelling soap stuff. I wish I knew what it was. Do you know?
I have been worrying about the Spa thing since I was told. What exactly goes on in a spa? What should I wear? Do I need to shave my legs? Is this where the magic pedicures that everyone talks about happen? And what exactly is a pedicure? Should I already know all of this stuff because I am a girl?
Some days I think I am just a guy with a vagina. And less hair. Who hates sports. But I burp really well.
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