
The father and his (eagerly crying) six kids who sat in front of me on the plane don't matter anymore. My non-reclining seat is just a memory.That 4:45am wake-up seems so far away. Currently, I'm poolside at one of the hippest hotels in Los Angeles. It's 88 degrees and sunny in Beverly Hills and if one thing is for sure, the folks at
AXE sure know how to hook it up. If this is any indication as to what's in store for
tonight, I may have to wear my lucky boxers.
Dude, just please tell me that you're not sitting around the pool at the Roosevelt, or I have a funny story to tell you .....
Lindsey-If you are reading this I'll be in Manhattan tomorrow evening, we should do dinner.
Interested?
I would also like to see Echo's apartment.
Now that would make great photo payback material. You and Me in Echo's apartment. We could send them to Scaramouch to publish.
Think about it.
Nope, not at the Roosevelt, actually at the Sofitel. But I think we all need to hear this story Scaramouch.
Dave... I find no humor in what you're suggesting.
Wow, look at you. Wearing your maroon smoking jacket?
Echo you have got to admit photos of me laying naked in your sheets holding your cat would be pretty damn funny.
That would be a great "Daves Challenge"
Daves Challenge #7:
So Echo is out of town and you just happened to be in town. You have convinced his girlfriend to play a joke on him by taking naked photos of you laying in his bed. During the photo session you realise that Lindsey is visibly blushing. Even Echo's cat is aggressively rubbing your leg. You realise that both Lindsey and the cat have never encountered such manliness.
What would you do?
Dave,
That's easy.
I would pee all over the apartment. You know, to establish your territory.
Tim is right Dave. USC applied that same methodology on October 11th at ASU, and it worked like a charm!