Wednesday, December 28, 2005

This is my awesome power:


To walk into a restaurant, order a drink, then almost immediately get a massage from the waiter and confer upon him the nickname "Captain Honeypants", a legacy which shall remain with him indefinitely.

Gwen and Chris inform me that, under the auspices of New England Reserve, the above means that I've essentially just had public sex with this man. Viva la west coast.

Also, I have defined sisterhood.

Sisterhood is standing together, hands braced on a sinkboard, and trying to turn on the motion-activated paper towel dispenser using nothing but your ass.

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