Tenderfiddles

What up girls and ghouls! I did a catering gig, and I met a phantom this weekend. someone I thought only existed in the internal pathways of cell phone towers via txt messaging. A"Keyser Soze" of sorts. Moving on... so the catering gig, it was for high society in the upper vestries of "Bergan County, nj". yeah. There was a brief moment in time, when I was standing there, all professional like, in my Tux, with my bottle of wine snug amid my forearm and tenderfiddles, I thought to myself...if things turned black and white.... right at this moment...i could be a slave. I could very well be an indentured servant in this house of all older caucasian men and women auctioning off random Horse related gear, funny helmets, high boots, dated embroidered cardigans, you know the sort. Speedboats...hell raffles going around for 500 bucks a bid! Oh yes, i keep my black ears wide up, as wide as the smile on my face! Yessum. And they sucked down that white wine like you would not believe! They were drinking that white wine so fast you would have thought it was milked clean from a fountain of youth. They all proceeded to dance and get drunk as skunks on christmas, hell a few ladies who lunched called me handsome once or twice, I just smiled and went on my merry way. They were good tippers, let me tell you. And oh my god the food. We eat the same food they do on our breaks, and it was phenomenal. I had some sort of minion and chicken and oh the deserts, this banana tart sorta pastry thing was scintillating! I took my first bite and just took a crap. everywhere. soooo good. Anyway, got my futon today. Moving in next weekend. gotta get a truck. do it up son. crazy. And yes, that birthday shout out was for you miss Laura Law!

Lets see..what else can I enlighten you lovely folks with?? Hey. bi-monthly. is that twice a month? Inter-monthly? like intermittently? I put a new background on my phones front scrn, michelle, i bet you wanna know what it is!! ;) Anyway... yo grapes are bomb. I don't know what i'm talking about. I applied for a credit card. dude, got bit by the bug. The big bug. The L bug, the C bug, the D bug. figure it out..yes think. go back and read it again.... 42" inches of heaven baby. get out of the gutter jesus st. mary & joseph. oh no, some heretic is gonna take offense to that. Its my blog. My blog spilled all over the counter. to do what with i see fit. Doesn't have to make sense. peace out!