keep it real, or real simple, or simply real, or just keep it.

back from the Strand (local bar) they had themselves a wet t-shirt contest tonight like they do every thursday, and Brand On and i have been swearing to go for months. so we finally broke down and went. i'm amazed by the number of digital camera phones that were in use. now i can finally see they are good for something other then concerts. i still think they are a stupid waste on money, but i can see at least they have a use for the average american male.

it was pretty fun. nothing amazing, but everyone there had a good time, which i firmly believed was not possible having been to these bars around here before. apparently guys are on their best behavior when there are boobs on the line. something to keep in mind.

i wish beer in bars was cheaper.
i wish local "clubs" played cooler tunes.
i wish shots didn't come in itty-bitty pill cups. (i mean what is that half and ounce?) fuck.
i wish everything was like all the coolest places i have ever been all stirred up.

werd.

now i'm off to sleep and dream of attractive wet women dancing to tunes from 3 years back.
it's like a sorta flashback. but, more of a flashnow. or a todayback... shit.

yeah i'm sleepin.