Osmotic Corruption
Jun. 29th, 2003 02:33 pmWell it has finally happened...the dark, evil, and twisted entity known as Don's mind has wended its way into my dreamtime. One night recently, I had a most, um, "unusual dream." I found myself in front of a square-looking building about three or four stories high which had a, shall we say "unique" function and purpose. As it turned out, all these people were inside living it up with cocktails, fun music, and enjoying all this in the ambience of a costume shop. That's right..a costume shop. Who'dathunk, right? A combo nightclub and costume shop? Ahhhhh, but there's more. The name of the place was the dead giveaway that all this was the influence of Don's mind...now invading the frontiers of MY dreamtime...yeeshk. The name, you ask? Are you sitting down...cocktail in hand? Here it is the..."The Douche Bag." There was even a marquis outside the building on a high metal pole for all the world to see...complete with a sort of art deco rendition of a douch bag along with the name in a stylized font. Just the right mix of swank and dark humor which I would expect from this man I am so crazy about, ;-). Go figure.