Tonight, SharkBoy is going out to dinner with some friends of his so I’m at home alone.
I wonder what I shall make for dinner?
Later, I’m off to Big Momma’s Boy for their Tuesday night open mike comedy stage up standing laugh riot dang… thingy.
UPDATE: “Thingy” indeed. When I got to BMB’s just after 8:30pm, there was me and the MC. I made my excuses (“I guess I’ve been stood up!”) and sulked out of there. On the way home, I passed Jet Fuel Coffee and noticed that they’re renovating which might come to some relief for hipsters who read Torontoist. I had to do a cartoon double take when I noticed at the back, at the top of the small stairs, a naked man. Not a naked man, but a full on lookit-my-willie! naked man. He saw me and smiled and started to put on pants. What?
6 thoughts on “Batchelor Living”
whiny hipsters can suck it. i saw jetfuel was renovating last week when i went to buy beans – in a panic for my fix i resorted to buying from the burned and rebuilt organics place. the fire didn’t improve anything, in case you were wondering.
I may take you up on that but I think I need to get past my first show to see if I have the gutz for it.
BTW: Great article on The Smithsonian from Steve Martin about his early days, pre-Tonight Show “discovery”.
Come to Ottawa, see if I can’t get you on a stage here.
What? No picture?
Sorry to hear the night was a bust.
Being restored. Don’t believe the “1.1.3 has been hacked!” hype.
And he wasn’t worth the effort. The ones who don’t care who sees them nekkid usually shouldn’t be nekkid.
like a naked, hot, carpenter-electrician-
contractor man?
where, praytell, was your iPhone at this particular moment?