Bring Him On In
After a Dinner Where My Parents Meet My New Boyfriend, Dallas Good, for the First Time
Me: Okay! So? What do you think?
Mom: Ummm....
Dad: Uhhh....
Me: Come on! You can be honest. Tell me!
Mom: Well...the way he dangles that cigarette so effortlessly from his lower lip like that. I mean...that's talent, isn't it?
Me: So you like him?
Dad: Honey - he looks like a corpse.
Me: I know! Isn't that hot?
After a Dinner Where My Parents Meet My New Boyfriend, Jon Spencer, for the First Time
Me: Okay! So? What do you think?
Mom: Ummm....
Dad: Uhhh....
Me: Come on! You can be honest. Tell me!
Mom: Well...the way every vein and tendon and artery in his neck stands out in that freaky way of his is...very...special.
Me: So you like him?
Dad: Honey - he's the grossest, sweatiest man of all time, his pompadour is out of control, and I think he plucked that cheap-looking polyester leisure suit out of the trash.
Me: I know! Isn't that hot?
My weekend in Montreal was good, if crazy busy. Many apologies to the friends I didn't get to see, but I was too busy packing/moving/saying good-bye to my lovely apartment/SWEATING.
The Sadies/Heavy Trash show last night was a definite highlight (however, Dallas Good smooched a cute microbanged girl in an Elevator tee post-show and Mr. Jon Spencer sports a gold band on his left hand. Booooo! Hisssss!).
Oh. I convocated from Concordia this weekend, too. Whatever.
(Now playing: "Outside Chance", The Turtles)
posted by Sofi @ 6/14/2005 06:09:00 PM
6 Comments:
'Twas good to see you again...
...And don't forget to wash your sheets! ;)
Ewwwww.
PHEW! thank goodness i want the OTHER good brother ;)
ugh. we're disgusting.
Aw, you were at the Sadies/HT show? Shoot, man, that would've been a good time, times ten.
From a previous post... which White Cowbell fella did you spot, or was the whole damn crew in attendance? (Saw those guys a month ago, and it took three days for my hearing to get back to normal.)
http://www.chartattack.com/damn/2005/06/1417.cfm
Sofi! I miss you so much. That was a good night and show. I still maintain that you could have easily taken the trashy groupie that was on Mr. Good's arm.
And Mr. Spencer's excessive sweat production melted his wedding ring, so that wasn't an impediment either.
Thanks for the support re: Bisson? Vincent? Whatever that dude was named. He hasn't called but he can't dangle cigarettes from his mouth, so the hell with him.
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