So there are times in a girl's life when she is...Hmmm, how can I put this delicately? Hookin' poor. Not that I actually went the route of hawking my God goodies for a little dough. The pittance that the sort of men who would pursue this pootang for pay wouldn't be enough to make it worth eternal damnation. Selling my sex is on par with selling my soul. At least that is what the nuns always told me. So instead, I am simply selling out. Hawking my god-given talent…
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Posted on February 10, 2010 at 10:00am — 14 Comments
What does it take to execute a simple concept? I originally pitched a highly elaborate first outing — a dream of bright colors and flamboyant personalities — but ended up setting my sights on a more modest idea: Six Bars Within Stumbling Distance. From the very onset, in a muddle of if/thens, whats, hows, almosts and, eventually, deep, dramatic sighs, everything went into the shitter in wild flurries of booze and heaping helpings of snow.
8:30 p.m.
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Posted on January 27, 2009 at 3:46pm — 5 Comments