the adventure continues

tirone was followed by an onslaught of men that i knew existed, but have never met. sort of like unicorns, or the yeti, they are probably around, but you never see them. you know, guys with big big muscles and fake tans. guys that may or may not have just been released from prison. bald men with long goatee's and silver hoop earrings and tattoos and motorcycles and a wicked grin on their face. those guys. there were also the guys that, hmm, lets say "struggle" with social skills. and we talked to them all. it was an amazing three hours we spent in a shallow, superficial stupor judging men on their looks and the sentences they were or were not able to put together. honestly, it was almost vindicating to pass judgement. i know that is something your "not supposed to say", but as a woman, and having spent much of my life either hearing about or experiencing the judgements men place on an entire gender, it was a therapeutic release to do the same. there, i said it.