Things are HAPPENING, Bloggy. Which is fun and then also makes me want to hide under a fort made of dining chairs and comforters in my living room while I eat cereal and watch the Smurfs. That's where you'd find me on a Saturday morning in the EIGHTIES.
I got off the phone last night with my first real life hater, Uncle Kenny. He's great because not only was he my first Hater, he loves the job. I mean revels in it. See, I am Catholic, which means I am into a certain amount. of self-flagellation, so I asked him last night if maybe he would like to take a look at my BOOK. He was like you have interrupted my football watching with your inane questions and what's it about cause I may not read it if it isn't good enough. So I told him, and he was like WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO WRITE ABOUT THAT. Blech. Love it.
And I have to have a hater to be famous. So he will be captain of my hater team. Now, PROBABLY captain of my lover team will be Grandma Patsy, his TWIN SISTER, which is where it all gets interesting.
Which leads me to my next piece of awesome news. Donations of a dollar. Some people, who (for now) will remain nameless have carved out a space for themselves on the Lovers Team by making a donation of a dollar or sending me various FAN MAIL.
So I guess I will wait some time and put everyone in various CATEGORIES and TEAMS with rankings not unlike the military. So much fun.
Oh also remember when you donate you can make it RECURRING hahahahaha. Like monthly or weekly or minutely, obvs.
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