They’re gonna put me in the movies…
I got a comment Friday about my post concerning the Bucket Head Shuffle tha made me think, smile, and think some more. I was going to write a very long dissertation about the true meaning behind the post since it was lost on at least one anonymous reader, but the Pie gave me a Budha talk and suggested I drop it. I decided I would half drop it, and at least try to make my message more succinct. I truly believe that there are a lot of people (in general) that need to be a little more aware of the effect that the decisions they make have on the lives of others. I was trying to make the point with humor, but some people (I guess) don’t find me funny. At least I know I can rely on my some of my readers to keep my tiny ego in check by calling a spade a spade and a middle aged retard with a need for a real job a middle aged retard with a need for a real job.
photo updated from original turdy scanned image I originally posted
I am happy that I chose to take a half day off work to drive to Durham to do this. That Tuesday was different than any other Tuesday I had lived before, and that alone was worth it. Tamara Lackey (the photographer) knows how to do her thing. She even got me to smile, which is something I do not do on command. Talking to Joe Nuss was.. well.. like talking to Joe. I met him down in Costa Rica, and he’s just the kinda guy you wouldn’t be annoyed to talk to (kidding, it’s a bit better than that). He has an interesting life, and he shares a desire to make his body do stupid things it doesn’t really want to do.
Anyhoo…
I’m on the cover of a magazine. No, not Rolling Stone, but perhaps the biggest magazine that Hunter Thompson never wrote an article for. I am the cover girl for the March issue of Endurance Magazine.
photo updated from original turdy scanned image I originally posted
I am happy that I chose to take a half day off work to drive to Durham to do this. That Tuesday was different than any other Tuesday I had lived before, and that alone was worth it. Tamara Lackey (the photographer) knows how to do her thing. She even got me to smile, which is something I do not do on command. Talking to Joe Nuss was.. well.. like talking to Joe. I met him down in Costa Rica, and he’s just the kinda guy you wouldn’t be annoyed to talk to (kidding, it’s a bit better than that). He has an interesting life, and he shares a desire to make his body do stupid things it doesn’t really want to do.
Best thing is this will give me some good blog fodder for at least one or two more days.
I’ll be signing copies at Books a Thousand Wednesday night. If you want me to sign something else we’ll talk.
Posted by in 11:24:15
Give me the bling bling!
I hope you have clothes on in all the photos. Buy copies for us and your sis. Love … Mom & Dad
C’mon Dicky! Don’t let some anonymous bastard disrupt your stream of consciousness!
And, unlike your mom, I hope you’re disrobed in every picture. I want to see some more boobage.
Have a great day, dude.
WOW! Will you sign my dirty chamois from this weekend?
Be the Budah. Good job.
Nice cover too. SUPERSTAR!!! (smell ARM pitted fingers- NOW!)
Jason M.
Congrats on the cover. Lemmie know when the Penthouse spread comes out, I’m waitin’ on that. (Nice jersey)
Someone called Dicky a retard!
Guess that makes this a “special” issue of Endurance Magazine.
I work with special needs kids every day – and you and I and pretty much everyone I know is a ‘bucket head’ at some point. Some people don’t have a sense of humor – stoopid bucket heads.
Coolio about the mag.