Had a nice slow wake up today starting at around 10:3o until I farted and worried that the chips I ate the night before were going to come out soft serve. That made me bolt to the washroom and once relieved, I was able to relax for a quick wake'n'bake.
I needed to get to Club M4 for 1pm to meet up with BagelHot as he had agreed to take some photos of a rope suspension demonstration I'd been promoting.
My truck has been in the shop at my local Active Green + Ross on Islington Avenue since I slid into a curb on the evening of December 22nd so my boss picked up me up to take me into work to get things rolling with the shooting of the demo.
Was pretty cool day as a matter of fact, good turnout at the event and then hit up IKEA where there was a black and white photo of four women in roller skates in a black frame in the 'AS IS' section. I should have taken a photo. Sigh.
And now, am babysitting for the rest of the night.
And I still don't regret eating that bag of chips last night.
BY THE BY...when I talk about my other job...I work at a bar/nightclub, but not your run of the mill joint. It's lifestyle venue, as in an on-premise club. Still don't understand? It's a sex club, a place for swingers created by swingers. I know "swingers" has an odd stigma to it, so for other terminology that might sit better with you let's try...non-monogamy, or polyamory. In a nutshell? It's a club like any other that you would go to except if you wanna fuck you can do that there. You don't need to go home and you won't get kicked out for indecency!
I'll get deeper into this particular topic another time...