Larry stunk of tanning lotion and discarded dreams.
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December 2nd, 2008 at 3:34 pm
first? is that possible? or did the coffee brew longer than usual?
btw, i am scoring 2/3. (don’t have glitter on my face, yet)
December 2nd, 2008 at 3:34 pm
Glitter? He must have gone to one of those expensive places.
December 2nd, 2008 at 4:56 pm
Loves it! I always thought exotic dancers smelled of a combination of coconut oil and daddy-didn’t-love-me.
December 2nd, 2008 at 6:33 pm
On first read I thought the tanning lotion was his own, from maybe tanning in his backyard (or maybe this whole scene takes place during a shitty vacation to Miami), trying to look successful (imagining a yacht) and somehow make himself feel like a young man again. Just like old times, right? Drink some beer, hang out with the buddies (but they’re kind of embarrassing to be with nowadays, as long as he keeps his personal illusion going), and hit on the ladies (except nowadays the ladies are paid to be there).
The tanning lotion stink could have rubbed off from the exotic dancer, though.
As could have, perhaps, some of the discarded dreams odor.
December 2nd, 2008 at 8:06 pm
That is so on the money!
Though a white tank top might have completed the look.
December 2nd, 2008 at 9:40 pm
Ow. I know some of these people. They will soon be out of work, and out of the house if their wives spot the glitter.
December 2nd, 2008 at 10:49 pm
Yep. Been there. Suffered through that.
December 2nd, 2008 at 11:34 pm
I love you SO much!
December 3rd, 2008 at 1:09 am
Heh…”Larry” paid for many years of rent back when I was shaking it on stage. No lost dreams here (or tanning lotion, for that matter - I’m translucently pale, so it’s just utterly pointless), but I did occasionally leave a trail of sparkles behind me to mark my way through the forest of Dockers and 7pm stubble, LOL!
Seriously, guys, I cannot take you seriously when you’re telling me all about your sekrit ninja training with glitter on your face and maaaaad mullet.
December 3rd, 2008 at 7:35 am
Whew, Jessica! Over the top edgy, almost too close for comfort.
December 4th, 2008 at 9:57 am
So true!
Class, cell phones aren’t accessories and you’re not Batman. Stop putting them on your belt!
December 5th, 2008 at 5:56 pm
Maybe Larry didn’t go to a stripper and just wanted to feel pretty again…
December 8th, 2008 at 10:58 pm
Funny that everyone else seems to interpret that diagram as Larry *visiting* strippers- I thought he was moonlighting at a second (higher-paying) job!!
January 14th, 2009 at 7:23 pm
I totally feel like the little part of the “traid” of circles in the middle. There is constant change in every facet of one’s life from childhood all the way up to the twilight of one’s life. This era (the mid-life crisis, that is) is the most stressful because one is faced with the proverbial largest crossroads in one’s life. Going one way can lead you to stability, continued bliss within one’s family, and a safe life filled with vacations, good times, and good friends. Going the other way (as depicted by the stripper glitter) is to me just a way to represent complete freedom from family, life, responsibilities in lieu of “the good life.” What would you do?
February 15th, 2009 at 4:24 am
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