  I must be lame. I'm home again with a gut full of pizza. The new kind from Pizza Hut with the four squares that you can have all different ways. It's kinda cool actually. For crap pizza, that is. I went to Lu's this morning with Ed. Ed is the white guy that goes to Lu's in the morning; I'm the white guy that goes to Lu's in the evening. That's how you can tell us apart. But we figured we could play a trick on the girls and see if they would mix us up. It's different in the morning. I insisted that we sit outside in the sun, mostly to prove to myself that I am NOT turning into a vampire like my friend's wife has been claiming recently, but also because I felt slightly concerned about Ed's smoke inhalation factor. The last time we went together in the evening, Ed had to take a ten minute break outside to hack the little black lugies out.
It was really crowded that night and I must have decided it was a chain smoking event, and as he went from pale to green he mumbled something about 'air' and stumbled toward the door. Problem is, this morning Ed almost strained a neck muscle turning and peering in the door at the girls. As I don't think he has medical insurance, I think he would rather die a slow death from asphyxiation than not be able to lick the candy with his eyes Nice part of the day is I saw my mean little minx with the infinitely long legs, Jeannie.
I had grown accustomed to seeing Jeannie in the evenings, and then she up and disappeared. Turns out she was only filling in on nights. As well as being one of the more gorgeous of the ladies, she has an on/off mean switch that has to be experienced. She does not suffer fools, nor feau-pax, and I have left there with flesh wounds from a violent glance after questioning one of her drinks. She was my favorite until she vanished. My new favorite, Savannah, has pronounced that she will make my next drink, because the last one that I had, looked terrible.
You can see a picture of it in a post below. Before I left the other night she had noticed my camera, and I showed her the picture I took. I promise that the moment I get her to pose for me, you will be, um, informed. May as well spell check this thing, and to post. Cheers. 
