So it’s official. As a matter of fact it became official last night as I shot photos of $$$ and her Hula troop. GREEDY’s Cinderella season ended just as $$$ waved her hands aloha style and the curtains drew to a close. I swear, it must have played out in slow-mo…eventhough $$$ was at the very back row onstage waving good-bye, I just knew that it was her hand that I could still see. Just as the curtains closed, it changed from a casual wave to an unmistakable hand shaped pistol and…BANG! Lights out for GREEDY. I probably should’ve gone to church, I never should’ve stopped taking piano lessons, and I should’ve joined the choir. The onslaught of $$$’s Fantasy team was just too much. It probably didn’t help that the all the Angels were on $$$’s side and all I had going for me was a secret fan club, tucked deep in his own darkness, and flanked by the darkside’s most enjoyable vices. Ass, Guns and Sports vs. Earth’s Living Apostle…no chance for TLD.
Later,
GREEDY
Newborn Apple™
