The classiest hooker in San Diego

The days are becoming a blur now. All I know is that I leave tomorrow afternoon. Oh, and I’m pretty sure that Brian Randell and Rocky Lhotka didn’t leave with that hooker at the party last night.

I looked outside the bar and saw Brian, Rocky, and a “friend” who was talking to them like she knew them. They were both trying to ignore her. I walked over to do my mingle thing. After a few seconds, she announced – and I may be paraphrasing a bit here – that she bemoaned the lack of men in this town who enjoyed anal. Well, okay! I told her that I thought there were a couple in the bar, so she went back inside to look for them.