I spent the weekend by the pool where so many characters crawled out of the woodwork I experienced being overwhelmed as to what to blog about.
First of all, we had a major crack issue at the pool on Saturday. A new tenant invited a few friends over two of whom, as the pictures indicate, had a problem with crack….BTW, I am pretty certain the blonde and her boyfriend were in the midst of a major relationship issue poolside. When she and Mr. Moob went for a walk her male companion declared, “I am done with her.”
Secondly, one of my favorite characters, Robert “The Not Man” made an appearance on Sunday. Lounging in the pool, I looked up to see him wearing his signature white sunglasses, swim trunks, an open button down long sleeve shirt, BLACK socks with his sandals topped off with a Kelly Green baseball cap….enough said.
Thirdly, last evening as the sun went down a new posse arrived—consisting of several adults and one kiddlet—to enjoy some time poolside. The assumed mom donned a silver Lemay swimsuit with matching silver gladiator shoes while encouraging her offspring to play with other children’s pool toys. I imagine she met her baby daddy while working the stripper pole.
Shortly after their entrance, a Tommy Lee wanna be entered the pool in grand form. Sporting a mullet a la 80’s hair bands with skinny jean cut offs and a vest…yes vest…he looked like he was more suited to rock an amphitheater rather than reside poolside. Watching him was similar to seeing a car pulled over on the side of the road—you cannot help but look. A few of the memorable moments. “I only like Rock and Roll. Anything Rock and Roll. You know Motley Crew, Ratt, Whitesnake…not Poison I hate Poison. Poison sucks.” Unable to control myself, “So really it is not so much Rock and Roll but 80’s hair bands. (Pause) you really do have a Tommy Lee and Brett Michaels look going for you.” “I hate Brett Michaels. Poison Sucks.” Okay, David Coverdale….Tawny Kitaen will not be out front dancing on your car. Sorry Jani Lane, your style of music died in the 90’s. I am reminded of Bowling for Soup’s 1985 but alas I am not certain this Kip Winger was alive then….
I have included pictures and video for you entertainment. I am all for retro but Glam Rock should be left in the past. Enjoy and let me know your thoughts.
Moobs is a peaceful sleeper:)
ReplyDeleteI will never understand why or how Californians think BLACK SOCKS are ever OK. I had to break my boyfriend of that habit when he moved back home after living in Long Beach for 3 years. Once, while walking down Belmont, he was mocked by a person in their 3rd floor apartment window. Black socks are atrocious even from 3 stories high. I was so embarrassed.
ReplyDelete@ Natalie...so True....black sock are dress socks.
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