This is how I know that Flickr has made me a MONSTER:
We're having a party on Wednesday -- The Scandelles/Partistes meet the Filmore Girls and perk up the place with 300 intimate friends. Good times!!! Very very very good times. But today I learn that despite my connections, the management of Filmore's gentleman's club won't let me bypass the camera/photo-taking rule (not legal in strip bars) for the night. And I actually heard these words come out of my mouth:
"Oh well then. Fine, if I can't shoot it, I'm not going."
That's completely fucked.
Someone slap me hard.
That's completely fucked.
Someone slap me hard.