I wrote a hit play

I just baked a cheesecake, stupid. with skillz so sweet, you can call me nutra.

Posted by Stan at 1/31/2006 | Permalink

attention ladies...

stop wearing those motherfuckin' hugeass glasses. attractive they are not. they cover up half of your fuckin' face and, at times, makes me wrongfully assume you are hot.

thank you

Posted by Stan at 1/25/2006 | Permalink

stalker alert

you can find me dinning in the lakeway area this evening with friends. the plan calls for us to get tipsier after we get booted from the restaurant. if you want to find me, you'll know where I'll be. I'll probably be the guy balancing a baby (not my child) on one arm and either a chick or a margarita in the other.

Posted by Stan at 1/20/2006 | Permalink

quick and derrty...

apologies for any repeat past suggestions...you should be listening to them again anyway

"cannonball" damien rice
"northern sky" nick drake
"a movie script ending" death cab for cutie
"teenage dirt bag" wheatus
"tangerine" led zeppelin
"another brick in the wall (part I)" pink floyd
"black (acoustic)" pearl jam

Posted by Stan at 1/15/2006 | Permalink

don't make me be like charlie murphy...

and shove these 'gators up your ass and show your insides some style. because I'm tired of answering style questions about what I wear. the following jeans have my seal of approval, as not only am I an endorser, but owner as well:

1. ag jeans
2. paper denim & cloth
3. g-star raw
seven. 7 for all mankind

I prefer the soft denim. button fly is the only acceptable jean closure worthy of being next to my cock.

Posted by Stan at 1/06/2006 | Permalink

one for the ages...

just got back but entirely too spent to put stories up. back after my long nap and a viewing of the game tape.

hook 'em

Posted by Stan at 1/05/2006 | Permalink