Dear Loyal Readers:
Overheard in Starbucks today (corner of Preston and Alpha): "I got my belly button pierced in Junior High. I wanted to do it so bad I did it in the school bathroom." Yuck! From a Barista (maybe she was Asian?) talking to a guy with a lot of tattoos. The guy said he had done at least one of them himself, which I guess prompted the comment from the belly-button barista.
I was at McDonalds (on Beltline Rd., near Preston) last Wed. and wrote this blog post out while I was there. To make it more authentic (you are damn lucky), I will just copy it directly (written at 8:35 a.m.--I was eating a McGriddles sandwich--yes I go to McD's that early): This woman just walked in with a see-through purse. Does she want everyone to see what's in her purse? I checked and there's nothing exciting (not very much in there at all). The contents of my purse are more exciting. Yes, believe it or not, NDH has an exciting purse. If you pay me I will show you the contents!
The inauguration is tomorrow. Oh well, I will not be there. I will eat a Barack Obama cupcake or something.
I have been listening to:
The Clash, The Essential Clash. I never really got into them before, but a friend just loaned me their CD. It is a 2-disc set, (more for your pleasure!) On Disc 1, I love Track 19, Groovy Times. Track 17 has a funny name: Julie's Been Working for the Drug Squad. Proceed to your nearest record store (maybe Good Records on Greenville Avenue?????????????--your welcome for the plug) and buy it. It's an 80's rockin' party treat. Or a guilty pleasure. Sort of like Twix bars and diet Pepsi. Oops! that's my GUILTY PLEASURE. MY BAD.
Bow down to The Clash, Twix bars and cupcakes,
Alice
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