Thursday, March 01, 2007
Kathy and I dated for a while. Long enough for me to talk her into making some videos. Long enough for my ex-friend Stewart to find them on my computer and upload them to youtube. Long enough for her to find out that over 45,000 people had watched her do those things on video, and that hundreds of them had left comments about her technique, her body, her lisp, even the horribly outdated Stevie Ray Vaughn poster on her wall. Also long enough for me to end up in the emergency room getting sixteen stitches right above my hairline from this tacky blown glass and driftwood lamp that was also seen in the video. I blame myself, that lamp should have clued me into the fact that this girl was the crazy-throwin’-shit-type.