Here's (More Of) The Story...

Wuz up, bitches? (Why does this STILL make me laugh? I promise, upon my next birthday, I will STOP referring to you in this manner. I don't talk like this in "real" life, although I would like to.)

Anyhoo, it's hard to follow last night's post. You understand, right? I didn't meet ANY celebrities today and, well, that makes me sad. My building is still a buzz about Maureen McCormick's visit to our little gay bookstore, Outwrite. Everyone asking, "Did you meet her?" "What was she like?" etc., etc.. Of course I met her! Duh! They don't call me "Kev" for nothin' you know. (Okay, they call me that simply because it's my name. Not because I am "in" with famous folk, like Maureen.) Here is another picture, taken by a "professional." (Don't I look at ease, like I meet these types all the time? Again, both the shirt and jeans are from Europe. Style tip... If you'd like to duplicate my outfit, here's how... Go to Europe. Come home. Get a European car. The hat's all "America!")

Okay, "we" don't have a lot to write about tonight. "We" would like to mention that the traffic to this blog has increased three-fold! No one seems to comment, which is f-i-n-e, fine BUT we now get more than 100 visitors a day! Who ARE you people? "We" want to know! Anyhoo, THANKS for actually reading this.

What else, what else? Is anyone watching "The Real Housewives of Atlanta?" Those bitches are whack. The ONLY reason I enjoy the show is because I know EXACTLY where they are filming, many of the places virtually at my door step.

Alrighty aphrodite(y?), I'm calling it a day.

Hugs -

"Kev"