First Thursday, Anyone?
May 03, 2006
I’m curious, are any of you losers planning to go to the First Thursday activities tomorrow night? The free time gods have seen it fit to unshackle me from my lot; and as I’ve got nothing better to do, I’m planning to head down there, roam around aimlessly and leer at women.
Come with?
I know, begging the internet for friends to play with is sad. I’ve come to accept this about myself. What with the abrupt, self-inflicted lifestyle change a little over a year ago, milling around Mt. Vernon Square on First Thursdays is about as good as it gets. Past experience has shown me First Thursday’s draws an abnormally large number pretty people to the neighborhood. Sure, the music sucks; but attractive, well-heeled women with an urban flavor in their late twenties and early thirties seem to love it for some reason. Think farmer’s market, but without so many oldies, uglies and hippies... and everyone is showered to boot. You’ve got the young professionals who treat the event like a less depressing version of happy-hour, you’ve got the young moms with strollers and toddlers in toe, trying to infuse in their children (who are too young to care) an appreciation for what the city has to offer in a kid friendly environment where they won’t get shot or stuck in the foot with a hypodermic needle. The women with dogs like to bring them down to frolic around all the happy people, but more importantly, these women run after their dogs, if you know what I’m sayin’. The suburban cows who hate or are scared of the city stay away. Moms with kids old enough to tell them they’re not interested and would rather play X-box (or go to soccer practice or something) are nowhere to be seen. Teenagers are nowhere to be seen. College students are nowhere to be seen. If clean, well-kept late twenties and early thirties people watching is your scene, the event is positively USDA Prime.
Now, I’ve put out these “hang out with me APB’s” before, and never with any success. Either people are not interested, busy, read it a day late and say “darn, I wish I read this yesterday,” nobody actually reads this crap, or I’m just inherently unlikable. I’m okay with this. I don’t actually expect anyone to respond, but I’ve put it out there, just in case. If you’re worried about me humiliating you by being an obvious leering, ogling, gawking pig, I can assure you, as long as I haven’t been drinking, I’m remarkably subtle. No one has ever caught me staring at their bumpies while I’m in a sober state. You could be a couple, you could have snot nosed brats with you, I won’t embarrass you. Only you will know how disgusting I am.
I'll try to make it. Sounds fun.
Posted by: jayinbmore at May 3, 2006 12:50 PMWhy do I not know what a First Thursday is?
Posted by: mike at May 3, 2006 12:52 PMjay, you should totally bring your dog. then, the ladies’ dogs will run up to play with your dog. these ladies will make dog owner small talk with you... bend over to pet your dog, and I’ll be able to look down their shirts. swwwweeeeet! send me an email, and we can exchange cell phone numbers, if you find yourself free.
eebmore@yahoo.com
mike, I’ve revised the post and hyperlinked first thursday, so you can take a look-see. on the first thursdays of the month from may to october, the city puts on a free concert at the washington monument. beer stands, food stands, etc. free. lots of pretty people. You and your wife should come. being in the presence of normal looking people such as yourselves will be even better camouflage for me while I’m looking at the ladies’ boobies.
Posted by: eebmore at May 3, 2006 01:11 PMeeb: Mike and Kish will simply provide more pretty people camouflage since they are perhaps the two best looking people I know. But you're right - they should go.
I have other plans, but I'd be holding you back from your main mission.
Posted by: Broadsheet at May 3, 2006 02:54 PMyes, they are both lovely. perfect camauflage. I could look up skirts and nobody would be paying me any mind. you wouldn't be holding me back at all.
Posted by: eebmore at May 3, 2006 03:01 PMDude. Work. Damn.
Posted by: anonymouscoworker at May 3, 2006 03:43 PMACW, at night? oh well. no big loss for me. you look every bit as much like a letch as I. two pervs would be more obvious than one. You would just blow my cover.
Posted by: eebmore at May 3, 2006 03:50 PMInteresting. I've seen First Thursday clogging up my commute up Charles in past summers, but I've never known the occasion. Alright, I'm in provided it's not raining or anything. The wife may not be able to make it, so we may be less camouflaged than you originally hoped. In any case, shine up your shoe mirrors. Let's do this.
Posted by: mike at May 3, 2006 07:44 PMWhen you say "abrupt, self-inflicted lifestyle change," is this another reference to the trans-gender operation or something else? Regardless, let me suggest that you invest in shoe mirrors, to get the most bang for your voyueristic buck.
Seriously, I have to work on Thurs. night, too. Otherwise, I would think about going.
Posted by: tfg at May 3, 2006 08:41 PMmike, if kish isn't coming we'll look like a gay couple. ALSO very good cover! That'll work too, but to do it right, we're going to have to hold hands... and wear matching outfits. email me so we can exchange numbers, and tell each other what we're wearing.
tfg, duh! that's when I stopped visiting with your mom on pay days.
Posted by: eebmore at May 3, 2006 09:59 PMA gay couple in Mt. Vernon on First Thursday??? Never happens. Regardless, you'll blend right in - shiny shoes and all.
Posted by: Broadsheet at May 4, 2006 12:30 PM*sigh* I'd like to, but methinks I'm in the same category as Broadsheet, of the style-cramping variety. The last thing I want to do is interfere.
(p.s. "No one has ever caught me staring at their bumpies while I’m in a sober state"--dude, you fuckin' SLAY me. Good thing I wasn't drinking my coke when I read that.)
(p.p.s if Mike's wife comes, can I come?)
(p.p.p.s. there are a lot of complicated sociological dynamics about what could be a simple evening out :) )
zenchick, all the faux lechery is just to deflect attention from the fact that I have no real friends and have to beg the internet to play with me. I promise you, I’m not going to be humping any legs while I’m there... other than my own. Of course you should come, mrs. K or no mrs. k. please do, it’ll be a good time. send me an email and we can exchange phone numbers... or if you have mike’s number, just call him. it looks like we’re meeting up around 6:30 or so.
Posted by: eebmore at May 4, 2006 01:39 PMHave more to say? Please mail me:
eebmore at yahoo dot com.
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