tl;dr: I got blown and therefore regard this evening's extracurricular activity to have been a success.
There was even a woman there - attractive even - but I had the sense she wasn't looking for anything but a romantic night with her man.
That's not always the case. It's common for women to enjoy fornicating in front of an audience. On very rare occasion, women turn up who want to do the dirty with every last man in the place.
I was disappointed at first, I expect because the superbowl had Portland's degenerates otherwise occupied. I did not at first see the woman as she and her man were behind an oddly out of place wooden structure. I figured the management used that for storage. But this evening I noticed a man enter it through the door. It was then that I realized the structure consisted of six Glory Hole Booths.
In pornographic motion picture theaters men often have totally meaningless, anonymous sex with each other. With the aid of a glory hole one can get it on with a complete stranger without obtaining the first clue as to what one's partner even looks like.
After receiving fellatio I went across the street to a really high-end tea shop. There were many kinds of high-class teas to choose from but I wasnt really in the mood to decide which among them would get brewed for my cup.
"What would you like?"
"Surprise me with your favorite."
"Caffeine ot no caffeine?"
"Caffeine."
From time to time I ask a restaurant waitress to surprise me. They always have the same reaction as did the guy on Star Trek when Spock said to him "I am lying". So I was quite delighted that the barista was into it.
Without a doubt she gave me a cup of uncommonly exotic tea but it was everything I could do to drink all of it. It really tasted foul. I am absolutely serious. It was like that fancy coffee whose beans are fed to weasels or some such, then collected from that weasel's turds when it is to be brewed.
I Am Absolutely Serious.
But drink it I did because I did not want my barista to be disappointed or insulted. It tasted better to me after I drank about half the cup.
I debated whether I should go home or go back to the theater. Really I should have gone home, but one has unlimited re-entry all day long and I did not want that valuable commodity to go to waste.
Back in the theater I shook hands with William Jefferson Clinton for a little while but realized I just wasn't into it anymore and so went home.
Portland's Oregon Theater is quite a long way from where I live. I can easily get there on the bus and the light rail, but it's two hours each way.
There is a video shop that is far closer, that is also equipped with glory holes in all but one of its video booth. The booth without the glory hole is quite large and contains a desk.
Yes: a desk. Just like what your keyboard rests on when you're at work. I remain puzzled by that one.
No chair though.
Upon arriving home I had a couple slices of 7-Eleven pizza. That is damn near the cheapest pizza known to Man but it's so much less expensive than Domino's that I can set aside its inferior crust and take gustatory delight that I am saving so much money that I could go to the porno theater TWICE with the money I save.
The 7-Eleven cashier doesn't even expect a tip. How cool is that?
Paul Ryan, our Speaker of the House, shared some tremendous news. About the massive Tax Cut we gave our Middle class. Which means so many can now afford those things they only dreamed of before. "A secretary at a public high school in Lancaster, Pennsylvania, said she was pleasantly surprised her pay went up $1.50 a week. ... she said [that] will more than cover her Costco membership for the year." Amazing!
"'I have heard time and again that the middle class is getting crumbs, but I’ll take it!'
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It seems like if you're going to spend the time writing a partisan hack-job memo you'd at least make sure the publicly-verifiable parts are true. Not our boy Nunes! Stupid Watergate continues.
Amid all the excitement over the Devin Nunes #TheMemo, it is important to remember that it is a partisan summary of FISA warrant applications that we the People have not been allowed to see. And in determining whether you trust Nunes’s summary, it might be relevant that it inaccurately summarizes something that is public record: James Comey’s testimony in 2017 regarding whether the allegations in the memo had been verified.
A Significant Inaccuracy In #TheMemo Calls Its Credibility Into Question
UPDATE: A second publicly-verifiable statement of fact has been proven false.
@realDonaldTrump
Thank you for all of the nice compliments and reviews on the State of the Union speech. 45.6 million people watched, the highest number in history. @FoxNews beat every other Network, for the first time ever, with 11.7 million people tuning in. Delivered from the heart!
Meanwhile, back in reality:
But it was smaller than the 48 million who watched Trump’s address to a joint session of Congress last year and smaller than several speeches delivered by recent predecessors. Barack Obama's joint session speech in 2009 drew 52 million viewers; George W. Bush's State of the Union address in 2003 drew 62 million viewers; and Bill Clinton's joint session speech in 1993 drew 67 million viewers. (A newly elected president's first address to a joint session of Congress is not considered a State of the Union speech.)
Trump says his State of the Union viewership was the highest ever. The ratings say otherwise.
Remember when the President of the United States lying was considered a bad thing?
Here's one JUST for Ethanol-Fuelled: no one else! Got it?
If anyone other than Ethanol reads this, you've been warned.
Somebody please inform Jay-Z, the very foolish owner of the BADLY FAILING Tidal, that because of my policies, Black Unemployment has been reported to be at the LOWEST RATE EVER! He needs to DUMP his failing businesses, buy himself a good suit and tie, and find a real job. So many of his people, of our wonderful African Americans, did. I did.
I was getting my morning coffee from the coffee shop near my house this morning. It was a quiet morning, and one of the girls took my usual order. I asked her how her weekend was and she giggled and said it was great. When I asked what she did, she said she plays DOTA2. I said "Shut Up!" and let her know that I also played DOTA2 as an evil Techies player (the most hated hero in the game). We talked for another minute as she wrote her playertag and phone number on a little slip of paper.
I also went in for breakfast last weekend with my wife, her sister and her husband. I had grabbed a table that had just been vacated and she came over to wipe it off. I asked how she was and she just started talking. She told me about her previous employer and how she hated it, and how she is much happier now.
I'm really bad at telling if a girl likes me or not, but I'm pretty sure she was flirting with me. It it just seemed too giggly and awkward to be a normal conversation, but I guess you can never be sure. Anyways, her name is Annie.
She has, I assume, a sister that also works there. They look almost identical. They might be identical twins, although I think her sister is a couple years older. I have a hard time telling them apart, but I'm like 80% sure that that I talked to the same one over the weekend as I did today... It would be a little awkward if I called her by her sister's name.
Anyways, I think she likes me... Maybe. I don't want to fuck this up. I haven't had a chance like this in a long time.
I googled her playerid, nothing came up. I googled her phone number and I found a couple pages for an escort from 2014. The escort was supposedly 35 in 2014, and there was a picture of the escorts ass. There is no way Annie is 35, and the picture of the ass was too big for her. I'm thinking that she just got a used phone number.
Anyways, like I said, I don't get chances like this very often. What should I do?
UPDATE: I texted her yesterday and we ended up playing a game of DOTA together before bed. I was hoping to impress with my wicked DOTA skillz, but of course ended up having a shit game. Oh well. I think we are both pretty awkward, so even if there is interest (who knows?!), we could continue just having awkward interactions for the foreseeable future. If anything happens, I'll post it here.
If there is no future update on Annie, assume I'm a pussy and nothing happened.
A Pakistani man who became a Humanist and renounced Islam sought political asylum in the UK. His application was refused. From The Guardian:
Walayat, who has lived in the UK since 2011, said he had received death threats from members of his family and community in Pakistan after integrating into secular British life, forming a relationship with a non-Muslim partner and refusing to conform to the expectations of conservative Islam.
In true British pub quiz fashion, the Home Office tested his claim to be a Humanist by asking if he knew the names of any Greek philosophers who were humanistic.
When tested on his knowledge of humanism, Walayat gave a “basic definition” but could not identify “any famous Greek philosophers who were humanistic”
The last pub quiz I was at, the question master was adamant that Apollo 14 was the last manned mission to the Moon... I see the Home Office takes things as seriously.
Walayat joined the Humanists UK organisation in August, but said he had believed in the basic principles of humanism from childhood.
Now more than 120 leading philosophers have signed a letter asking the Home Secretary to reconsider the man's case since "Knowledge of Plato and Aristotle is not a reliable test for whether someone is a humanist.”
Sometimes I despair.
I think I won it today. I managed to single-handedly fend off the communist and socialist hordes with logic and reason, only garnering a very few disagreements remotely based in reason and none that could not be refuted.
I'm done with that article now though. I can't be spending all day educating the ignorant. That and it's nap time.