sex in the city!!!

Woo Hoo! Wait, are we talking about the HBO show or a date we're supposed to have later today in downtown Boston?

Wait, I don't even know you. No, I can't just go and watch tv with a complete stranger. Didn't your mother teach you proper safety? Let alone decent oral hygiene. Ewh!

And I found myself briefly thinking the other day, what really is the attraction to Sarah Jessica Parker. I mean, she's kind of cute. She's blonde, which I expect is a big part of the whole male attraction thing. But she's not really my vision of beauty. But perhaps I am just a freak. No wait, if you've read the 115 of these before this one, we've probably pretty well established I am a freak.

But at least it's not friday and I won't find myself all of a sudden captured in a cheesy Disney film where I switch places with my mother (or in this case, the guy who watches after my pet iguana when I am away on vacation) and have all sorts of wonderful rated-G misadventures. Those types of misadventures are always the best. You never have to worry about losing your pants or your wallet, and you can rest assured that you'll be home in time for dinner (or else Ozzie and Harriet will be about pissed as you've ever seen them.)

Which makes today's four words a rather odd choice to submit to a site where the owner has been called the "G-Rated Husband" or of late the "PG-Rated Husband." What I actually did to have the MPAA change their rating, I don't know. But you can bet I lost a large amount of matinee traffic as parents now take their kids to see other husbands during the day (and dammit, I miss spending time with those mothers... and their kids, I mean.)

Well, as long as they don't freak when my upcoming experimental silent film featuring plenty of really bizarre stuff comes out. I know, I know. Everyone says they're gonna have this really bizarre, experimental silent film coming out, and does it ever? No, they turn around and give us Mission to Mars (which should have been silent and experimentally thrown out with the morning rubbish.) Well, I am going to follow through on my convictions, and I don't just mean showing up to court about that troublesome 3 tricycle crash I was involved with back in 1979. No, I am really gonna do it. So just wait, I'll show you!