Already booked except for that evening. Crazy huh? You must provide two provider references and the hotel.  This may not work for the locals, but if you are visiting, maybe it is perfect! I a somewhat RS2K friendly, but I still need refs.

I despise boring ads, so let me tell you about my day. I did one of those stereotypical photoshoots today that you hear about . So, I should have known that something fishy was up. I got an e-mail from a super hot model, you know: blond, 5'2" 95 pounds and 25 and oh-so-yummy...I know...I know. ROB? Hell yeah! I fell for the bait like all you other guys. She tells me of a group shoot then the coin and directives, so I travel in my long stretch ghetto fabulous limo also known as the Los Angeles local bus transportation (I am in the federal witness provider program, and this is how I do my dirty work) and behold: I am truly in the ghetto. I walk three blocks and get honked at 6 times (and I look like I could represent, but, it shucks, it is good to know, for the ego boost...) so I head upstairs and it is hot, the inadequate fan is running at mach 5...girls are like everywhere man, dancing girls, you know: the ones without a good ass but plenty of cleavage, or some that look like they need their fix, others with pimp hubbies with a careful eye on the property AKA THE WIFEY...oh bother! Here we go. I proceeded to apply the pancake makeup and ended up sweating most of it off, or rolling the rest on the floor. I ended up taking over the shoot. You know me, I hate to not be in charge. Soon everyone wanted to shoot the tattooed girl. Later I convinced one of the girls with big natural boobies and a whip to shove her high-heeled shoe on top my ass and play spank me. That rocked. Seriously: that grin on my face was REAL. Sorry, since it was a paying dirt bag gig, I did not get copy. So let me translate this. This means that my body will end up photoshoped and yes, you guessed it, I will be published but probably for LA Express or some other spank copy at a liquor store near you. I am now directly responsible for more girls getting spun in the washing machine of the biz.  Nettie's fantasy scenario goes like this:

Knock Knock.  Girl with cell phone and sex ditty bag covers her hand over the peephole. She checks her breath on her other hand.  Removes her g-string wedgie.

"Yes? But you aren't the girl in the picture...(*sigh*) Ok. Come in."

LOL! Strange how this life keeps making figure eights on the same piece of ice.

My beverage of choice is Miller Lite this evening. For all of you in Chicago tonight I salute you!

Hate to tell ya all but is was sunny and snuggly warm in LA today.

Purrrrr...See ya boys later.

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...or what's left of it anyway. I only have 3 working brain cells left and at the time I was busy frying one of those on Swamp Things at Pappadeaux.

Anyway, was having dinner there with someone you want to meet, and someone that wants to meet you too, last Thursday and your name came up. I could have sworn you said you were going to be here in town this PAST Thursday, not this one.

So like an idiot I say..... "I know Michelle said she's going to be in town tonight and tomorrow, I know it!!"
"Really?"
"Yes. really"        

Yeah, right.      Shows ya what I know.

Lookin' like a moron again(not that it takes much).

Damn Nettie, you need to co-ordinate your visits alittle better. If you did, I could have some MAJOR fantasy fulfillment going on here.  

I can see it now...... You..... me....... the muse....... oils, toys, candles, drinks......... dinner at some raunchy biker dive. Her with her exhibitionist side hanging out, you with your tat showing, me playing referee to see who gets to sneak off to the bathroom with whom first..... Okay, maybe not the raunchy biker dive part, but the rest for sure  




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She would not sell me her Airstream. Oh well. She is one gutsy and sexy mama! Love her!  You me and her and um...the open desert sky and with a soft warm wind...oh yes!


PS.  I WAS supposed to be there last week, but my apt. flooded with the rain in LA. It was insane! It was because half of my apt. is glass so it leaked everywhere. You know rain like that is good for one thing only: but the bricks leave marks.  : )~~

I'd venture to say the list of things Megan would give up before parting with the silver bullet is very long.

At least I feel alittle better now. My mind isn't totally trashed........ not yet anyways. Although I can't seem to remember a 3 digit number for more than a second and a half.  

Have a good trip toots.

Somebody turn up the thermostat! Wow! How do you do it here? It was 80 in Los Angeles!