Haiku: I dug it

Lingering handshake
while disguised in uniform
from Halls' clothes stacker.

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Not impressed with Austin's dating scene

I hibernated in Austin in 2008 because I've heard such wonderful things about the city. Put me in a bustling atmosphere and I will thrive. However, I was not impressed with the social scene in the slightest bit. For those of you who have visited Austin on the weekend, you may have enjoyed spending time on Fourth or Sixth streets. I did, too, for a while, but I must state that the dating scene was virtually non-existent and does not deserve the number one slot that they receive year after year.

For starters, the men had no butts. They were so slender that their waists were bigger than their butts and I'm surprised their pants stayed on. And you might even be surprised to know that Kansas City men are waaaaaaay better looking than those warmer-climate fellows. I have never seen a more poorly dressed set of men in an entire city in my life. They all dressed like they were on vacation and living out of a suitcase. And maybe it was the hot weather, but they looked a bit greasy as well. As far as their professions go, you might be impressed if you like to meet, say, comic character models. Yes, men who model for comic strips. Or video game creators. And lets not forget the live musicians. Now, I must admit I had a huuuuuge crush on the all of the Spazmatics nerds, but some of the other musicians, well, okay, they were good too. What can I say, Austin's live music scene is out of this world and their radio stations are even noticeably better. So the next time Kansas City is ranked last as a dating city, note that the writers of that article must be biased because Austin was far less impressive than our good-looking men of Kansas City.

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Blog-roasting returns

(Cue the pinky-to-the-mouth evil laugh)

Beware! You have been forewarned! I will get you my pretty awesome Kansas City bloggers. The only house falling on me is the house music from my iTunes. No water can douse the heat I'm injecting through the computer keys onto your screen. The great and powerful has spoken.

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Indian dances

Today, I was thinking that I should create an Indian Pregnancy Dance for my lizard. Then my lizard suggested that we create an Indian Find-our-missing-friend Dance for our fudge. And I find all of this absolutely hilarious.

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Haiku: I'm baaaack

Back and in effect
Feeling like a tall giraffe
sticking my neck out.

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Back with Nothing To Lose

Superficial Plaza Chick is back with a new focus. Nothing To Lose. Once regarded as calling out dudes on horrendous behavior, this blog now focuses on the horrendous and/or humorous behavior of the Superficial Plaza Chick. I left the previous posts up in case you'd like to reference them. I mentioned to a friend my interest in beginning a blog titled Nothing To Lose and he stated, "Wow, that could be scary." And I couldn't agree more. But isn't it fair that you get to know the Superficial Plaza Chick on a more personal level rather than strictly through her dating behaviors? So sit back and enjoy and feel free to comment on anything you like or dislike. Welcome to Round 2--Superficial Plaza Chick's Nothing To Lose.

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SPC is growing up

No excuses--I haven't written here in months. I have come to demand real dates over cheap beer and pizza delivery. These days I require amber ale or even a wine or a cafe au lait and good conversation, and let me tell you-- if the conversation is good, I will eventually go for a Bud Light and pizza, but the guy has got to earn that. He can't just do that for the first date--that's unacceptable. It implies many assumptions about what he thinks about me and my standards. I'm pretty easygoing but that's not a signal to act carelessly. On the other hand, its not necessary to try too hard to impress me with your resume either.

I'm visiting Denver in a couple of weeks to meet up with a guy friend of mine who seems to understand this concept. Maybe we'll hit it off, maybe we'll continue to remain friends, but whatever the case, I'm looking forward to the four-day adventure. And a bit of possible cuddle-time. I am hopeful that this Denver trip ends up as a positive story on this site rather than another stupid dude story. Stupid guys don't deserve this much of my time--I've been writing about them for years now. Am I growing up? Kind of. But I'm still not ready to be hitched and passing out fresh tomatoes to my close friends. I still have some selfishness in me that I'd like to share with someone nice. A good relationship with potential to maybe go somewhere in the future. I'm ready for that.

A call to Front Desk

What's your name? Front Desk?
Yeah, me and Front go way back
backing the future

This is the front desk
I'm in front; I've got your back
System for backup

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Haiku: Elevator message

Elevator up
Puts gal up on the low-down
Elevator down

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Haiku: Hot for Pizza

Chucky, Chucky, please!
Put some sausage with that cheese.
I'm hungarian.

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