2 Seemingly Different Things
1. My dad is losing it. He’s been watching this reality singing show and is now obsessed with this guy on it. I admit, the singer isn’t bad at all from whatever I’ve seen but quite frankly he isn’t worth ruining your life over. And that’s exactly where my dad seems to be going. The poor singer, unaware of a middle-aged man’s affections, was kicked off the show last week. I attribute that to his lack of sex appeal. My dad thinks it’s racism against muslims and he won’t have it and has decided to get his contacts together and produce an album for him! Seriously. He asked me to use my media connections and get the guy’s number. Embarrassed, and slightly amused at his whim, I asked around and actually got the show’s planner’s number and gave it to my dad. That was probably a mistake because he is now pursuing this very seriously and is talking like a mad man about how he will bring this new voice to the people and this is why he was born…
2. I just saw the coolest beggar I’ve ever seen. He was about 60 years old, with a bald head that’s quite in fashion at the moment, shirtless with a freakishly ripped body and wearing bright lime green flowing pants that I would pay good money for. Of course the coolest part was that he was begging with his right hand while he held out his penis with his left, as if to say ‘Help me help this’. Just like how female beggars hold their babies while on the job. Those pants though… maybe I’ll ask him about them the next time I see him.
