Whew! What a week. A lot happened. Then it was Friday. Who knew?
At XX Factor, I suggested I like monkey porn, expressed my general dislike of the female race, and found out our new president is a communist.
At the Frisky, I got high, got jacked, got sweaty, got robotic, and got violent.
Who says blogging doesn't pay? The day after I posted this screed, a magazine editor asked me to turn it into an article. So, I am.
Also, I got enlisted to do the longest feature I've ever done on something I've been wanting to write about for several years. Hints: Kentucky, obscenity, and men. Go figure!
And ... there's something else in the mix.
Have a great weekend, dammit! You've earned it. You sexy beast.
