Wednesday update

We’ll start off with a link that came across one of the RSS feeds I subscribe to: WikiHow’s article on How to deal with a bad kisser. Hmmm… my only thought on the matter is that if you consistent have to deal with bad kissers, it’s probably you and not the other person.

You know, that reminds me… I haven’t kissed anyone at the new Raiford’s since it reopened. I’ve definitely been slacking in that regard. Pinning a girl up against the back wall of the dance floor and passionately kissing her is the BEST. Assuming she’s indicated that she wants to be kissed, of course.

Maybe I’ll break my losing streak there Saturday night… looks like I’ll be stumbling into Raiford’s around 11:30 or so. However, this time I won’t be in an outfit that stands out from the crowd. So if I can convince any girls to kiss me I’ll have to do it on personality alone. (I can just hear Otto saying, “Yeah, good luck with that.” Shut up.) This time I’m determined to last until the place closes. No power-drinking 40s as soon as I arrive.

Next up: One of my blog readers was nice enough to send some images from the 1977 JCPenney catalog, and I can’t resist posting a few of them.

Man… someone needs to open up a vintage clothing store Downtown so I can buy cool outfits like those.

Yesterday I posted a mathematical formula that’s supposed to be the socially acceptable limit of how much younger a person you can date/hook up with – half your age plus seven. My favorite blogger/MILF responded, “So is there a formula for calculating ‘How old is too old’? I must say, if it went along the lines of ADDING half of my age plus seven… I could work with that. ;)”

Hmmm… 22 + (half of 22) + 7 = 22 + 11 + 7 = 33 + 7 = 40. Works for me!

Currently on my living room floor:
The clothes I wore last night
The clothes I wore Monday night
The clothes I wore Sunday night
The clothes I wore Saturday night
The clothes I wore Friday night
The clothes I wore Thursday night
The clothes I wore Wednesday night

Great article on The Warehouse in this morning’s paper. The owner, Kris K, really personifies all that is wonderful about Downtown Memphis.

Plans for this evening: I’ll hit the Saucer about 5. If the Fire Sale is good I’ll stay for a while. If it sucks I’ll have one happy hour Dos Equis Special Lager and then move to Circa and try their happy hour. I had discussed maybe hitting the Wednesday night EP’s thing with some people but am not sure I’ll have the energy for it this week… will definitely be at EP’s tomorrow night though.

Shout out to regular blog reader Nick: Glad you could join us for trivia last night, and thanks for the beer. You’re most definitely welcome to hang out with us anytime.

I must’ve been drunk when I got home last night. Woke up this morning to find Paul’s Drunkass Wings from Big Foot on the TV tray, and it looks like I managed to make it through one and a half wings (out of 12) and half a stick of celery before I passed out. Well that was a good use of $5.99.

Guess it’s time to go to work now.