The Frothy Darkness

October 16, 2018

Hola Bitcholas,

I've been sweaty all day. No idea why. I feel ok, but I'm glistening with my own moisture. Could be from the beer last night, but I refuse to believe that. I didn't get terribly drunk, nor was I hungover this morning. So why all the sweat?

I'm not really expecting an answer.

On the other hand, in spite of guzzling 24 delicious ounces of a creamy confection from Starbucks, I didn't fart. Understand that lactose intolerance + a massive Frappuccino = massive farts. Not so, today. If I sound disappointed it's strictly because I'm disappointed. Something about farting in the studio brings me such joy.  Not sure why, although I maintain that farts are naturally funny. Infants laugh at farts. Infants. They don't know a f**king thing about a f**king thing but they hear or blow out a fart and it's instant laughter.  

Just sayin'.  

Actually, a few months ago my stomach was killing me and I very quietly tried to drop a covert fart around the kids. This was one of those farts that doesn't even smell like a fart. Anyway, my kids' faces kinda contorted as they tried to figure out what they were experiencing. My son said, " smells like darkness".  


Until tomorrow, do what you do best and STAY BEAUTIFUL!


And get your #BourbonandBaconFest tickets while you can!