Just waiting for some unsuspecting female to need to "go."
After the hockey game on Saturday night, we make our way to the Lipstick Lounge for a libation. After standing in the middle of the dance floor for five minutes, I head for the hallway near the bathroom. There are never any tables or standing room left by the time we get there. I'm annoyed.
Soon, everyone gathers in the hallway after saying their hellos and grabbing something from the bar.
Without Becky, my Boob Tube partner from last time, I relax back against the wall. Until someone that remembers us comes through and requests to be boobed. Imagine women lining a hallway and shimmy-ing their boobs against you as you walk through. Heaven, I know.
And so it began. Again.
THEN, the cutest little femme came up to me. I immediately recognized her as Kelly from The Keeper of the Sanity. (And yes Kelly, you DO need to blog more. )
After reading her blog for over a year, I finally get to meet her. What a sweetheart! She either loves the Boob Tube or she has a horrible bladder control problem. I'm thinking the former. She must have tubed ten or twelve times.
But we never turn down a victim or new friend as the case may be.