The Deep Inferno Socialization Society
Fridays are not just Muscle Day down here in Deep Inferno, they're also Socialization Day. Yes! Friday is the day that Superman goes to the zydeco down at the farmer's market to get socialized, so he won't be a vicious mean killer Doberman. He looks forward to it all week.
Mr. Social Butterfly arrives at the zydeco.
Tonight we ran into lots of old friends, made a few new ones, and passed a real good time. As you can see:
Here he is leaning on Nick.
Chatting with Jerry.
Confiding in Quentin.
Worshipping Marvel.
Making a new friend.
Damn, I didn't get a picture but we met the nicest couple visiting from San Francisco: he's a nurse and she's a chef. We introduced them to lots of interesting folks, knocked them out them with our astonishing real estate prices, assured them that we desperately need nurses and chefs around here, and I think we pretty much convinced them to think seriously about moving on down. Of course when they get home their friends back in San Francisco will think they've gone totally off their rockers, talking about moving to Butt Crack Louisiana. But they're in on the secret now, and this place will magically pull them back. I've seen it happen so many times, and they sure seemed ripe for the pulling. I'd love it if they lived here.
Oh, and here's one more, this one's for Citygrrrl. You missed a good show tonight, grrl! How many more days till you get here??
Mr. Social Butterfly arrives at the zydeco.
Tonight we ran into lots of old friends, made a few new ones, and passed a real good time. As you can see:
Here he is leaning on Nick.
Chatting with Jerry.
Confiding in Quentin.
Worshipping Marvel.
Making a new friend.
Damn, I didn't get a picture but we met the nicest couple visiting from San Francisco: he's a nurse and she's a chef. We introduced them to lots of interesting folks, knocked them out them with our astonishing real estate prices, assured them that we desperately need nurses and chefs around here, and I think we pretty much convinced them to think seriously about moving on down. Of course when they get home their friends back in San Francisco will think they've gone totally off their rockers, talking about moving to Butt Crack Louisiana. But they're in on the secret now, and this place will magically pull them back. I've seen it happen so many times, and they sure seemed ripe for the pulling. I'd love it if they lived here.
Oh, and here's one more, this one's for Citygrrrl. You missed a good show tonight, grrl! How many more days till you get here??
4 Comments:
He really is a huge suck, isn't he? Adorable (usually a term used for smaller dogs, it sure fits).
I love that dog.
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can't spell to save my life...
hey eliz! just got back from an island off honduras called roatan. i'm nursing a stomach virus (it was going around the island) and i got my camera stolen!!!! i am franticly looking for a new one in time for weeziana.
that's my dog in that pic, and i don't mean the albino one!!!
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