Hot

Oh freaking G it is hot!  It's so hot outside that I can't help but think of animal-based "It's so hot..." jokes:

It's So Hot....... I saw two trees fighting over a dog! 

It's So Hot....... I saw a squirrel picking up nuts with pot holders!

It's So Hot....... I saw a chicken laying an omelette!

As you can see, it's so hot outside I can't even focus on writing a decent blog post!

Blake

So, I have a reader named Blake.  Sigh...swoon... quiver...

Recently Blake came to my rescue by defending my honor in the comments section of this very blog.  I have to admit it made me feel like a damsel no longer in distress.

Not that any of you heathens would understand -- every time I post a new blog someone calls me a slut or takes about going #3 all over my face.  It's pretty ridiculous.  I'm a person, you know -- and I have feelings.  Just because I didn't like Dark Knight Rises doesn't mean I'm a "Stupid bitch."  I mean, jiminy Christmas already: I can't have an opinion?!

Thank you, Blake--here's a little illustration of how you make me feel:

XOXO,

TJS