I'm over at Moooooog's house today - drinking beer, teaching his kids dirty words and putting my feet on the coffee table. (Sorry about what I did in your bathroom, Moooooog.)
If you don't already read Mental Poo then go check it out - he is hilarious and an artist (if being an artist means cutting and pasting people's faces onto other people's bodies. In the last week alone I have become Richard Simmons and tried out for the Casting Couch - not at the same time though - that would be weird.)
On a side note - any of you Clevelanders interested in a big, bad, blogger meet-up? I promise more alliteration if you come. Alexa and I have been talking about it forever and wanted to get an idea on the amount of interest in meeting and grabbing drinks some night. If so email me at firstname.lastname@example.org so I can get an idea of the who, whats, whens and what to wears (I promise it will be slutty).
Let me know - I've met a few of you and don't regret it TOO much - should be a fun night.