May Day! May Day!

May Day! May Day! Porn star pool party approaching at 12 o'clock! Sneak attack! All hands on deck! Gotta go bathing suit shopping! Take cover! Call out the artillery! Take no prisoners!

Ugh. I had to kill an hour in the Castro today so I thought, why not shop for a bathing suit? Checked out a couple cute club kid shops where a 30" waist pants are labled "large". Decided to try on a bright orange suit with drawstrings and one of those "pouchy" things that makes your crotch stick out.

I looked in the mirror with my gut hanging over and thought to myself, "You're pushing 50. What are you thinking?"

Now where did I see that ad for "lose 10 pounds in 48 hours"?