I've been telling my friend that, when I'm out of workin January, that I'm going to be painting parts of my house and working in the wood shop. But seriously, I think this painting project would be a lot more fun.
SuperSCAR/Roustan Body Paint from Roustan on Vimeo.
And, for those of you who are keepign track at home, I have NOT heard from my Houston friend here at work. She's had all weekend, Monday, and yesterday to respond, so I'm done worrying about it. All of my memories of her are wonderful and so we will leave it at that.
Hooters, for all its wonderful tackiness, was the perfect place for dinner last night. It wax Sexy Santa Tuesday and they certainly lived up to their name. Nothing makes a salad better than saucy on the side.
The waitresses there, the good ones, a a little like strippers (in a good way). They have great people skills, they are fun and flirty, they get you to stay longer than you planned, spend more money than you should, and send you hope with your ego pumped up just a little bit, even if it's all just make-believe. But isn't that what Santa is all about? The hope that we get a special package under the tree?
And yes, for those who are wondering, she knows I took her picture, in fact, I e-mailed it to her... :-)