The Roulette Wheel

So here I am spending way too much time in Fort Worth this week thinking to myself, "when the hell is my libido going to start to taper off?". Let me explain: we were told a long time ago that the male sexual peak is around 18. Right? Right. So what's the deal? I'm 30 and I've had more than my share of very satisfying and significant sex, so why do I still think about chicks all the time? Why am I still consciously aware of panty lines and chicks going braless? Perfect noses and nice legs? I mean...it's not like I'm confused, or have a problem with that...I just feel lied to. A little. I was fully expecting to be done with wanting to bang chicks all the time by now. I mean...I'm a guy so maybe that's all the explanation I need but a lot of the women I know seem to be already done with that whole horny all the time thing. Anyway just wanted to throw that out there. Just to make sure everyone knew that I'm still alive and pining over the female kind.

Tommy "oh woman how I love thy sex" Schubert

I hate tile. I hate laying it. I hate grout. I hate mortar. I hate almost everything about it. Except how it looks. It DOES look great. You'll all see for Thanksgiving. We have actually been working so hard in the last month that I actually haven't had time to write anything without getting bored and then just falling asleep. That and though interesting things have happened, none if them are positive enough to really talk about...yet. Stay tuned.

Tommy "I knew what you were going to look like" Schubert