"Why is there a cock in the corner?"

The blog entry titles go all to hell after watching brand new Nip/Tuck. My apologies.

So, I've noticed I've been horrible at blogging lately. I was gone for a couple of weeks on vacay, and managed to get a couple of measly entries in, but the rest of my time was taken up swimmin' in young ones, getting nagged about when I was going to spawn, and, well, not working. It was terriff!

Long story short, I spent some quality time with extended fam, started writing a song with Leviathan ("What do you mean, lyrics?"), and managed not to lose my ass at the casinos. And alas, I did not get to buy those fabulous "New Jersey Girl" t-shirts that were going to sweep the blogverse. I think it's best we hold out for the ones that merely say "I lost my ass in Atlantic City" with the picture of a donkey on it.

Coming back from Philly, the plane was delayed almost two hours, and it rained. I figured the entire Northeast was mourning our departure. Nevertheless, we got back on Monday night, and had to go to work the next morning.

Luckily, the four days of work went by quickly, as I focused all my attention on the impending start of football.


Danny, you will always be adorable, thinning hair and all. But, OMG, Steve, how did you steal Danhole's gladiator shoes without him noticing? You sneaky Cockmaster!


See, this is what I want to see more of. Of course, I could go on this long diatribe about Chris not getting the respect he deserves, but no tears today, okay? Let's just bask in the glory of Gator Football.

I'm so tired. More later.