What else can I do but drunk blog at 12:50 AM today? Made it back from SF; saw a lot of queer art for Radar Productions, and then danced for a hot minute at Darling Ships.
Best part of my night you ask?
Drunk guy outside of the SRO hotel: “Hey pretty gal! You should fill out an application for Miss America!”
Me: “Oh yeah? I’m only like 5’1.”
Drunk guy: “I’d vote for you baby.”
Ummm yah. I am almost in love with myself just as much as Bjork is with herself… but… not really. It must have been… well I am pretty gorgeous. I’m sorry, but I am. Anyway, I laughed my ass off all the way to my car. Oh SF and friend bliss… you complete me.
Now off to writing the new householdthree language for a summer solstice prompt and eating more organic strawberries, because that is what I am doing at almost 1 AM this morning. Also, been working on a new Bukowski type prose poem.
Gonna play music and annoy my neighbors…just b/c I can. Oh drunk blogging… you made my night, rather my morning. xxo