Damn, Bro! Today has been crazy! I gotta get home and pray away all these demons!

Context: At the Dallas Convention Center, during the National Cheerleading Association’s Convention.

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I’m the lonely twin, the left hand
(If I pick it up when I know that it’s broken Do I put it back?)
I don’t want this isolation
(Or do I head out onto the lonesome trail)
See the state I’m in now?
(And let you down?)

[Outro]

If I pick it up when I know that it’s broken
Do I put it back?
Or do I head out onto the lonesome trail
And let you go?

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Thanks to XHAMSTER, the knowledge of car fucking as a fetish is up front and center in my cerebral mass. Dudes fucking door handles, head rests, the grill of cars.

Nothing is off limits for human sexuality.. Amen.

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My taste buds are informing me I just ate nachos from an 8th grade carnival: this is untrue. I merely ate a Lifesavers Wintergreen mint and a chocostik at the same time.

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This TRE Station contains a magical split personality. In the early morning and early evening: it plays the role of middle class mass transit ingress and egress with fantastical skill and dexterity. Once the Dallas-bound professionals scurry away to their 9-5 private, decent-paying, hellish tar pits: the station Jekyllizes into the private playground of Dallas’ unique blend of the mentally unstable and perma-skitzing homeless population.

Don’t be alarmed should you come across a human tooth or feces-soiled sports coat on the ground, they are merely last night’s offering to the God of the Mound. They will be eaten before the next morning.

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Amazon is now the Online Tweaker-Mart. Your local bodega that’s all knowing, always open, and as high as you are.

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I feel summer creeping in and I’m tired of this town again. ~ Tom Petty: “Mary Jane’s Last Dance”

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TIL:

The lyrics are not “got candy heels on tonight” in Jamiroqui’s Canned Heat.

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The temperature, according to my phone, is 108 degrees fahrenheit. According to a customer’s dashboard in their car, it’s 115. Either way: the breeze blowing burns my cheeks and hurts to be in. This summer is not even half way done, and it is already hell.

38th Birthday is in little under a month..

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Grindr never stops amusing me. Three profiles in a row: “Bttmcumslut,” “Peace4Ukraine,” “Wanna Make Out?”.. This is, I think, an accurate sample of the gay culture in DFW at this point in time.

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