I awoke this morning to find an invitation from the lovely and funny Thers to cross-post my entries at the marvi-poo Whiskey Fire. OH. MY. DOG. Do you know how long I’ve wanted to get in on this whole cross-p0sting racquet? I’ve heard it’s quite lucrative. Not to mention the power and influence I will now wield in the blogosphere. I will be sharing my thoughts on literally 1’s of blogs, people! You can’t buy that sort of power, you know. You can get it for free by simply creating a blog at WordPress or Blogger, but that’s beside the point.
OK, I’m making light of this, ‘cuz I’m actually thrilled and honored to have been asked. And I totes want world peace. Also too I’d like to riff more on political stuff and I feel like this is just the kick in the ass I need to do that.
On the off chance I get a chance to cross-post this entry, I’m afraid it will be an ill-timed one, because I am leaving for South Cackalacki tomorrow morning. So this will be my last entry for about a week. But I will be commenting when I can, and I will be lurking…I’m always lurking…always watching. Yes, I’ve seen you masturbate. Every last one of you. You’re all filthy. And one of you is doing it wrong.
Just a heads-up, new audience: I post pictures of my baby. Oh, yes.
Here he is making sure my phone protector tastes ok:
Anyway, I hope everyone has a lovely holiday, whether you spend it doing it Normal Rockwell-esque activities or doing things like eating cereal for dinner in your underwear (festive!).
Happy Whatever It Is That You Do or Don’t Do This Time of Year!
Oh, and here’s a little present.