A storm spoiled my plans last evening -  pool, beer, steak, TV, blog, bed.

There are two things you can enjoy during a blackout.  Drinking and sex.  Last night, I was forced to do one by myself.

It is crazy hot.  I’m sweating like Mike Tyson at a Spelling Bee. 

Happy Birthday, Abby.

Back to the lecture at hand.  Yesterday, I went to get a haircut but the only stylist available was a dude.  And by dude, I mean homo. 

Look, I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with it.  I just don’t want some guy cutting my hair.  Sorry.  I guess it used to be cool to go to a barber shop in the old days.  Hell, I would love to go to a barber for a haircut and shave as long as the guy cutting my hair is named Floyd and we’re talking sports.

Now, if the guy has a mullet and parachute pants tucked into blue cowboy boots, then I’m going to pass and wait for the fat chick to get off break.

Riders on the Storm…

Benny

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