Boogie Chillen
June 19, 2003

I wonder if Jamie knows about how FOURTEEN-YR-OLD Tad and his friend, Bob Georgia, were working on a six-pack (and possibly high on weed) when Tad crashed his father's station wagon. I don't remember exactly what happened, but I think Bob was injured. Whatever it was, the police or maybe his uncle Paul, the lawyer, made it clear that it was entirely possible that Tad would do some time in a correctional facility once they went to court. This prompted Tad to run away (and he stayed away until he returned in the form of MEK).

What is this sudden fascination with pools and poolboys? I think one of the writers is hanging around a pool lusting after their OWN poolboy and incorporating their fantasies into AMC. "Dear Aunt Aggie: I thought it was going to be just another humdrum day around the pool, sipping wine and reading a trashy romance novel with a picture of Mateo on the front of it. Then our poolboy arrived. He was young and handsome. Sweat glistened off his hairless chest and his muscles bulged as he fished a dead opossum out of the pool. My eyes were riveted when he turned his back, revealing his firm, bulbous buttocks surrounded by nothing but a thong. I was somewhat disappointed when he turned in my direction again, but then I couldn't help but notice that his muscles weren't the only thing bulging as he kept sneaking glimpses of my own glistening, artificially tanned, sanded, buffed and moisturized skin, sleek, liposuctioned thighs, ButtMastered ass, enhanced breasts and throbbing ... [etc., etc.]".

Robin "can you hire a poolboy for a plastic wading pool?" Coutellier