Kirby Schwade’s Weblog
Caution: Blather belowWardrobe malfunction
I’ve suddely discovered the joy of thick, long-sleeve T-shirts.
For a long time I wore simple thin cotton T’s under my scrub shirts. I rarely had issues — only rarely would a co-worker sidle up to me and mumble “You must be cold, sistah.”
Oops.
Since Pox and I have been exchanging sleazy erotic love notes, I’ve been smiling more, walking taller and blinding oncoming traffic with my reeeaalllllyyy pronounced high beams — thick perky bulbs that regularly scream for her wet, warm mouth (hey, it’s my blog and I’ll get as nasty as I want).
So I’ve looked for and found in a local sports store long sleeve cotton shirts — not exactly sweatshirt material, but thicker than the average T-shirt. Not too bulky under a scrub top, and definitely dims my headlight problem.
In the beginning….
I think most blogs start off with “Hi, my name is Kirby” and go into a bit of biographical detail before winding down.
Not me.
I’ll start off by admitting I took days to figure out what theme to use…..and then confess that I probably won’t be spending a lot of time here blogging anyway.
Why?
Pox.
My comments — among other things — are reserved for her. I’ve decided to reserve my best thoughts, my most carefully turned phrases, my choicest words, for her blog. And I can see you thinking “Then why should I come here?”
Now and then, I imagine I’ll have an idea I’ll want to share but can’t post in Pox’s blog because it doesn’t fit the current conversation. So I’ll come here, where I can write what I want, when I want.
And because I don’t think it’ll get the traffic that Pox’s blog does (she’s a popular gal, and deservedly so) this will be a great place we can exhange notes….like the quick shopping lists and phone messages stuck under Elvis magnets on the refrigerator door.
Tht’s all for now….see you soon.
