Sometime today keep an eye on this post for the release of the "Rocky Horror Deville Show" animatic (reminder that that's a storyboard with sound, not a full animation).
However, the reason it's not up right now is thanks to my weekend escapades. If you're one of the few crossing over into my real life by following my Instagram account-you'll know I've offset my disappointment of being back in FL with catching Ubers to bars and dance clubs any chance I get. This came to a climax (ayy puns) on Saturday when I finally made it to a location I've been dying to go to for two years: Ybor City's The Honey Pot.
And boy (or girl) did it deliver. Saturday night was ladies' night so you were hard pressed to find more than a dozen or so men in the club. At some point in the night, while I was dancing to Thriller a very attractive young gal pointed to me and smiled, inviting me to join her. Join I did.
I won't go into TMI mode, just play this song and use your imagination:
Except my mind was telling me "YES YES YES-YOU'RE FUCKING HOT AS HELL YES."
So yeah, we err..danced intimately and then I lost track of her in the crowd when I went to watch a drag show. She was gone by the time it was over. Last song I remember sexually gri-um, dancing to with her was Beyonce "Run the World (Girls)." I occasionally looked around for her until close (she had a very recognizable look with her red hair and awesome combat jacket) but it was to no avail. I danced with a little less energy until close.
Point is-being as forever alone as I've been-just that little bit was enough to make her invade my thoughts. Deeply. I replayed our time together in my head over and over again on Sunday and kept fighting a sense of light remorse in not getting contact details (although she had a girlfriend, who was actually watching and smiling, so I doubt anything would've happened romantically after the club..unless that means I totally missed a threesome invitation). I couldn't do jack-diddly-shit. No animation, anything but think about her.
Can you blame me? I've lived on this Earth for 26 years without so much as holding a hand. It's a heck of a milestone to hit mentally-especially with decades of low-self-esteem backing you. To be shown I have the potential to "escape" forever alone status? Let alone with a girl many would objectively consider super attractive? Shit. Plus this came (lawl) 24 hours after Friday had me having all sorts of fun on the dance floor with another woman in a different club.
So long story short, my horniness killed my ability to focus on finishing this in time for the afternoon-but I'm working on finishing it today and will have it up hopefully sometime before midnight EST.
Happy Halloween folks.