Wednesday, May 26, 2010


I sometimes wonder why it is so easy to be clever and witty on the pages of this blog. It is easy to be charming and amusing chatting with my friends on IM. Walk up to someone in real life though and I sometimes become the shy quiet guy with nothing to say. Weird. Since I babble on all day to Riggs and Bayne until their ears bleed. I wonder if I should be typing on an imaginary keyboard in the bar. Kind of tap out my messages on the boobs of that hot blond while I throw out some infamous pickup line like "Hey baby what's happenin'". Perhaps I should.

I guess it all comes down to confidence and the comfort zone. Hacking out shit on the keyboard is as natural to me as breathing. I have been doing it since I was thirteen.. the keyboard thing, not the breathing. I just need to get that familiarity in person to person interactions. Get used to using that silky smooth voice to charm the people around me. Until then does anyone want me to type on their boobs?


Blogger BLAARGH! said...

Hell yeah babycakes! I'm first in line! whoohoo, got my boobies out!

6:17 AM

Blogger SirFWALGMan said...

I saw some wrinkled old guy sun tanning on the commons yesterday and thought of you blaarghh.

6:36 AM

Blogger BLAARGH! said...

You got it right except for the wrinkles. I botox my nut sack.

6:53 AM

Blogger Josie said...

Blaargh, Your last comment made me spit out my coffee! lolllll

Good post waffles - definitely applicable to me. I'm very reserved with people I don't know.

And NO, you cannot type on my boobs. lol

7:01 AM

Blogger Drizztdj said...

Go steal Stephen Hawking's voice/keyboard rig, set the voice tone to James Bond, gather chicks by the 100s.

1:30 PM


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