I just got back from a first date with a very lovely woman. It's been a year since I've been out with somebody. I'd forgotten how nice it is to care about somebody and be cared about. She wants to see me again. I sure hope this works out.

Edit: I'd be remiss if I didn't point out the porn value of this post number.

I'd be remiss if I didn't point out the porn value of this post number.

You're in like Flynn.

I just finished writing as essay called Munchasen's by Internet, about a woman who scammed The Bronze into believing she had a dying child, before we did some sleuthing and found out that nothing she ever said was true.

I just googled her real name, and discovered an obituary. She died about six weeks ago. Man. I was just writing some cruel shit about this woman.

Oh, crap. I feel sorry for her; I always have, but I also felt sorry for all the Bronzers she took in, and for the Bronze itself, because she kind of sullied it, but right now, I feel sorry for you, Allyson.

Yes. Likely, she was mentally ill, which I also stated. Beverly suggested putting a note at the end about her death just a few weeks before I completed the essay, which I did, and ended it by saying that I hope her troubled mind is at peace.

I think that was the best way to go about it.

Yeah.

I stayed awake until 3:30 last night to sober up, thinking I'd sleep all morning. I couldn't stay in bed past 8:30. This is unfair.

Sounds like a good way to handle it Allyson.

Sue, that sucks.

I have less than an hour to get ready and leave my house and I am completely unmotivated. Also it is wicked windy outside, I am at a loss at what to wear to deal with the cold windy.

Sue, that sucks.

It does. At least I am not hungover.

I think I am going to take in an early matinee, then come home and nap. It seems like a perfect Suday plan.

ex-gay

Now, pardon my math, but if there are 300 million Americans, and 10% of them are gay (let's pretend it's a nice round number), then there are 30 million gay people in the US. If the ex-gay people have a a complete list of card-carrying members of the Communist Party American homos, then they have lots of work cut out for them. No wonder they're claiming millions! I wonder if all the famous relapse cases count twice (or thrice)?

I think they're like McDonald's: it got too hard to count, so they settled on a nice, vague "Millions and Millions Turned Into Unhappy People."

Munchausen by Internet

The fact this person died might make an interesting and ironic footnote: I mean, everybody dies, and it's pretty heartless not to be affected by that death, but you also have that twinge of doubt reading her obituary, don't you? Like, if she'll lie about having a terminal illness, maybe her death is one big fake too.

Broncos

The Patriots lost! Flatmate and Other Flatmate are heartbroken. After the half, I went and read Stephen Jay Gould in bed, and just the absence of joyful shouting from the living room was signal enough as to what was occurring.

Aerosol, huh? I totally never think of that as a can. Either way, Ralphs didn't have any.

I've seen it in a can AND in a pump. I prefer the can, because, hey, scrubbing bubbles should be PROPELLED by aerosol, IMHO.

THe pump ones just don't seem as fluffy.

Which probably doesn't affect their cleaning power, but it makes me feel better.

Well, the preliminary results are in, and MiracleFoam did a great job on my stovetop. Next up is the shower stall.