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Thursday, July 8, 2004

Getting To The Point, However Blurry.

A portly man walked next to me for a while down Folsom street on my way back home with dinner. He looked me over, and shyly said hello. I gave a curt but friendly Hi back. "You're very beautiful," he said suddenly. "I wouldn't have said anything but I'm kind of drunk." I guess I'm prettier when I'm blurry. I thanked him for the compliment, however backhanded it was. I asked him what he was doing this evening. "I'm just on my way to my car," he said.

"You're not driving, are you?"

"No, just going to the car."

He complimented me a couple of times more, and I probably blushed how thickly he was laying it on. He asked if I was gay, and if I had a ton of boyfriends. I told him, no, I've just got the one. "Are you faithful?" he asked.

"Yes, for the past six years--"

"--OK bye! Nice talking with you!" he said without pause, and immediately got into his car.

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Poop!

In a moment of weakness, I bought a bag of Cheetos Flamin' Ho(t) cheese snacks ("Con limón!"). Half a day later and after numerous hand-washings, my thumb is still dyed red. (Just call me Cheeto.) I will spare you the story of what happened when my body was done with them.

Speaking of poop, why am I not surprised that this newly announced War on Pornography came out of Utah? How much Mormon Money is going to go into it? As much as there was behind passing California's Knight Initiative? They make me frustrated enough to...

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