Last night Fuzz and I were digging for more holiday plastic crap in the garage. Somehow in a tub of Christmas, I pulled out a VHS tape of my road trip to Washington, DC for the 1993 March on Washington. Hell, it’s only been sixteen years. I of course would have not owned a VCR in five of those years, but Fuzz keeps one in the bed room. His best porn isn’t on DVD.
After watching this relic I realized that I’ve really grown into my nose. Man I was creepy skinny back then. Creepy skinny and LOVED denim sleeveless shirts and braided leather belts. Come on, it was, 93. My shoulder length hair was set off by my stone washed Levis and Act Up T-shirt. I wonder if in sixty years time my descendants will watch this and be amazed that their forefather was a complete man- slut. That and why he always wore those rainbow colored rings around his neck. Some sort of popular jewelry of the time, maybe?
You should post pics of your "man-slut" days.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Wonder Man...
ReplyDeleteWe need visual aids
Ah, yes, when I see pictures of when I was in my teens and early 20s - the 70s and early 80s - I can't figure out how I ever got a date. Then I remember we all dressed badly with those awful haircuts. LOL
ReplyDeleteBut Howard, I like your braided hair style
ReplyDeleteI was there too (I ended up walking with the Minnesota group). I had bought one of those classy rainbow necklaces. I recently dragged it out to put my locker key for the gym on it, so it is finally getting some use.
ReplyDeleteI want visuals - lots of visuals - the more the better.
ReplyDeleteIm like that.....