Y’all! Sixty-seven unique visitors last night! Wowee. I’m so excited, I don’t think I’ve ever hit that # before. In.One.Night. I love you all.

But - Seven comments. Hmmmmm. Now, I know that not everything I write merits oohs and ahhs and flowery praise. Or even a “shut the fuck up bitch.” I’m okay with that. (Well, it makes me sad in my little hot heart, but I’ll pretend I’m okay with it because y’know, I want you to think I’m all adult-like and shit.)

And in reading this post on Schmutzie’s site, I discovered that I’m not the only one craving more comments. So, I’m jumping on the beggin’ bandwagon and I’ve joined the Great MoFo Delurk movement. (See? Pretty button up over there —–>)

Tomorrow! Delurk! Make me happy. Click on that comments link below and tell me something about yourself. I’ll try really hard to make my post interesting tomorrow so that you actually have something semi-intelligent to comment about. I can’t promise it won’t just be my regular rambling crap, but I promise to try.

I personally plan on shoving my opinion down the throats of delurking on all 110 sites that I read on a regular basis. Well, at least those that actually, y’know, post tomorrow. Or if I haven’t commented on the current entry. Because, y’know, I know I’m a big mouth, and Mr. Hot knows I’m a big mouth, but some people out there still haven’t figured out that - sometimes, I talk, - just to - y’know, - talk.

—- Okay, I’m off to drive 60 miles (each way!!!) to attend an hour long meeting with some executive from the company that bought us. Road rage, here I come! —-