So I've just returned from getting my weekly Lotto numbers and today's Daily News, which I'd initially bought because Ricky Moranis said that there was an article in it regarding the "Joe Millionaire" show and that people are now having parties on Monday while watching the show, because it's such a hit. Personally I think it's a gay thing, and before anyone asks, no my friend Ricky isn't gay, in fact he's a fully fledged horny American male. Dying for a shag, like most people are.
Which is what gets me back to today's heading.
This by the way is the second time I've seen this cutie pie while I've looked like shit. Unless you count the times, when I am actually in the gym, and then I always look like shit, especially if I forget to shave and do weights with fucking tufts sticking out....NOT PRETTY!!
ANYWAY he was in the elevator when I got in, he must of been down in the laundry room. So you know when you realise that you only have 3 floors to chit chat as much as possible? My god it's exhausting, anyway I asked him if he'd managed to get his jeans back on, because you see the other day when I saw him, he was worried that they'd shrunk, but today he assured me that they're fine. He then asked my name, told me his name was Justin and that he'd be working out upstairs within the hour.
Aw come on....it's not often I get to talk to a cutie, apart from my Morpheus of course. Listen I'm going up to the gym today anyway, as I'm actually NOT going to the office as they don't need me in until Friday, which could be a problem as I'm sure I'll be hungover from Candy's birthday activities the night before. Actually that's a thought, maybe I should invite the cutie over on Thursday night to meet Candy? What a good idea. Then again Morpheus and Kiwi Boy will be here to no doubt bar his way, as those two possessive boys can be known to do around Candy, so maybe not.
I'm still gonna chat to him...screw it.
So apparently a cop shot himself in our local precinct yesterday over on West 10th Street, which is just off Hudson Street. That's really bad, I wonder what was on his mind? They said he was a young cop, so it isn't anyone that Morpheus knows, as he met quite a few over that whole Li'l Kim shoot out business that he got himself involved in. Really sad though.
So according to my New York magazine this week, the Raelian cult are in town this week and propose to hold a talk at the YMCA Jan 20th...maybe I'll go check it out.
Do you remember my article the other day Clonaids gotcha Guillen? Well if you don't then let me enlighten you. The Clonaid Company who are responsible for the so called first baby cloning's of recent, were founded by the Raelian Sect who believe that humans were cloned over 25,000 years ago by Aliens.
Anyway in today's Rush & Molloy section they reckon that Pete Townsend (kiddie porn) inspired the Raelian cult. Stay with me people. Basically Claude Vorilhon who founded the sect 31 years ago, has said it was a 4-foot alien who renamed him "Rael". But some are wondering if Vorilhon may have actually cribbed the name and the beginnings of Raelianism from the 1967 record "The Who Sell Out." The concept album closed with the pre-"Tommy" rock opera number "Rael". The Townsend composition talks about a force he calls "The Red Chins, "which "will over spill their borders/And chaos then will reign in our Rael/Rael, the home of my religion/To me the center of the Earth."
Ok so no one really knows what the fuck that means, except for Pete Townsend himself, but they reckon that it's got something to do with this Raelian freak guy. Personally I couldn't give a rats ass, but I still might head over to the Raelian convention on Monday, just to see what goes on.
