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Twins Saturday, May. 19, 2007 - 11:55 a.m. First, the Friday Five from yesterday:
When you're home alone, do you strip down to get comfortable? Have you ever/Do you use the bathroom with the door open? Are you comfortable using public facilities? When getting intimate with your significant other, lights on or off? How comfortable are you with body exposure/nudity of others? Link is to the left. --- Last night was lovely at Cero's; I'm determined to get as many pictures as possible of the usual suspects to replace the several kajillion skebillion that were lost when the previous hard drive went toes up. There's even a chance that the acoustic Fender Bob Chance gave me could be hitching a ride home with Bob Lai, who will be down in SoCal next week for some Star Wars activities in LA. Bob's also going to Disneyland, which is practically in OBDave's backyard -- so whatever happens, I think they will finally be able to meet. Twin sons of different mothers. Omar and Virginia were there for awhile last night; Virginia called Rocky out on something I've been noticing and mentioned to Bob Chance; obviously it's made the rounds. The bar has mirrored tiles around the stage area, and when Rocky looks at himself, he misses licks. Virginia walked up to him and said "Quit lookin' in the mirror! You make mistakes! Besides, it ain't doin' ya any good, you're still ugly!" Twin daughters of different mothers. Heh heh heh... --- Anyway, the band has a rare Saturday night gig tonight -- and if my nerve is still up, I might raise a note or two myself . Have a good Saturday, kids! ---
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