Pinkdome survived a creative assassination attempt tonight at the Stephen F. Austin. While having drinks on the patio, someone hurled a cell phone from the roof. Luckily it hit my chair and then shattered on the ground. The tables all around jumped up and instead of pointing to the grassy knoll everyone looked skyward and pointed in unison at the roof. Me? I thought I was calm, but the shaking gave me away. Security and management provided me with free drinks and we decided to move our party inside.
The other folks happened to all be lawyers and after determining I was fine, they all lamented that I wasn't actually impaled through the head by the cell phone, because that would have been great for them. Me? I'll live to blog another day, bitches.
You're on the suspect list, Wonk. :)
You might want to add Al Edwards and Frank Madla to your suspect list....
Don't forget Ben Bentzin
That's fucking hysterical. Why can't the terrorists think of these things?
OMG, that's it! It was totally terrorists!
it was Edwards.
he wants his pom-poms back, and he's mad as hell.
cell phone: $50
getting to watch lawyers and bloggers scatter in fear of their lives: priceless.
It was Sal Costello... or Alex Jones. They hate everyone.
Sorry, Pink. That was me. The Dew and I were banging hookers up on the 5th floor . Things took a turn for the worse when Dew refused to pay them. She threated to call everyone he knew, and rather than risk that, he chucked his phone, along with the numbers inside it, right out the window.
Glad you're olay though.
If this had happened in 1992 the cell phone would have taken out six people.
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Next time I wont miss.