Blogagaard Rolls in Style
Last night I found myself in a well-dressed group who arrived at a fancy restaurant in a sleek black limo. Soon I was inside, standing at a packed bar in black wingtip shoes, drinking a dirty martini and chatting with beautiful people while nodding to the pulse of distant music.
Today, David Sedaris is so jealous he refuses to make his patented Saturday morning pancakes (the dork decided to stay home and do his laundry).
Blogagaard Loves to Ponder
About Me
- David Oppegaard
- St. Paul, Minnesota
- I am the author of And the Hills Opened Up, The Suicide Collectors, and Wormwood, Nevada.
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8 comments:
Bloggy's a "playa."
Tell Sedaris, "don't hate the playa, hate the game."
Then light a Dunhill from your silver cigarette case, sit back in your leather wingback chair, and regard him with an air of insouciance....
Sedaris....playa hata.
Rand, as always I love your descriptive abilities. Are you a prop manager for a theater company or something?
I used to love smoking Dunhills, back when I used to smoke. I don't smoke anymore, though. It's totally bad for you. David Sedaris couldn't even smoke in my apartment.
I let Amy Sedaris smoke on my front steps yesterday....after Herbach kicked her to the curb.
Then we drove to the theater company together and I gave her free rein in the prop closet.
Bandoleros, a straw hat, a Sid Vicious t-shirt, and a flouncy skirt with crenalines....of course, I took them off after a few hours. That breezy feeling of the skirt was pretty refreshing, though.
Amy was pissed that I was married and unavailable. To tell the truth, though, even if I were single I would not want to follow that stud Herbach, if you know what I mean....
Was she still wearing my panties on her head, Rand? Because I'd kinda like those back. . .
oooooooh snap!
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