I've noticed some of the more popular bloggers, in terms of content, basically reprint the lyrics to some song they like and then show us a nice pic of their best cheese and viola, a lot of lonely guys tell them how damn good looking they are and before you know it, they got 40 comments. As a comment whore myself, this sorta grates on my nerves, given that as man I 1)usually don't really want to know the lyrics to the latest Nickelback song (shit, I'm sure they are great and damn last night I found myself enjoying a Rascal Flatts!!! song on America's got talent . . . probably because of the use of dangerous chemicals and the Mark West Pinot Noir pictured below) and 2) you don't really want to see me wearing a crotchless catsuitin a picture taken from a camera with vaseline smeared all over its lens. And I sure as hell don't think I want lonely men writing about how they would dig to see that, now do I? So, grumpily I think I just leave you alls (all eleven of you) with a snippet of AC/DC (more weird rumblings deep in my psyche thinking about my song choice after the ramblings above) some Mark West and my wife's tits, covered in polkadotty fabric. Its fucking Thursday. That's almost Friday which is basically the weekend. Rock on!