Thursday, April 3, 2008

Sorry Mr. Mayor

I send the Mayor to my vastly inappropriate website!

I don't know how it happens, really. But I write Mr. R.T. Rybak to tell him that I'm new to town and that Minneapolis should do an even better Earth Hour celebration next year, and he writes back (maybe even himself! Personally!) and asks where I'm from. I'm sure he was just being polite and gathering preliminary 2010 census data, but a mayor is the closest I've come to a real live celebrity, and I somehow get all flustered and the next thing I know I've bought him a BFF charm bracelet with engraved on it.

And after I hit send, I regret it. Because after my heart stops racing, I realize that the two posts below this one involve a pretty choice topical array: earwax, crack, and a discussion about the Buds' Hump Fest.

So on the off chance that the Good Mayor is just crazy enough to visit, I would like to take this opportunity to say keep up the good work. And also dog humping is something I discuss mostly infrequently. And about the excessive earwax - now that's just a medical condition no one should be judged by.

1 comment:

Fun With Clients said...

Liar. You talk about dog sex and earwax all the time. Don't get all high-and-mighty just because the Mayor may come to visit.