It has now been over twenty four hours since my fair state went all homo-wacky and just started handing out marriage licenses like they were Tic-Tacs. As of twenty minutes ago my marriage seems to be holding up quite well and my affection for the boobies continues undiminished.

On the other hand I just had this conversation with my daughter, the Lovely and Talented Casey, who is home for the summer from college:

Me: Off (from work) tomorrow?

L&TC: Yup.

Me: What are you going to do?

L&TC: Sleep in, go to the doctor…

Me: For what?

L&TC: Check my junk. which point it dawned on me that there was some clear demarcation line that I must have missed somewhere along the line where we moved from "My daughter just said the cutest thing…" to "I wish I hadn’t just heard that."



Yeah. Like I would tell you....