Thursday, January 23, 2014
Basking in the Limelight
Not the case here in the land of rally shirts, monster trucks, Nascar and cammo caps, Carhart jackets and Cabella's. But somehow this hip artist found me, and he's absolutely adorable, dresses sharp, nice hair, and besides being an artist, actually has a good job in Wyoming. We're kind of crushin' on each other.
And there's this ripped, educated, oil-rig worker, who looks like a tall version of Tom Cruise in Wyoming, who practically pleaded for my phone number. Really?
Then there's yet another good looking guy, gasp, HERE in Deadwood who's sniffing around me. Educated, Paul Newman heart-stopping eyes. What gives?
I'll enjoy the limelight. Who knows how long it'll last before the Fuglies come back, scuttling around like cock-roaches when you flip a light switch.