I’ve decided that someone over at ABC is working on an anthropological study which indicates the likelihood of an individual completely disregarding any shred of a moral compass when asked to drop trou in the name of charity. Oh you’re feeling modest about being nude with nothing but a sandwich board between you and your bikini regions? THINK ABOUT THE BABY SEALS! You’re anxious about sporting a skimpy pickle pouch
The recap will be up later today as soon as my vision isn’t so cloudy. You see, I inadvertently slathered Germ Squirt in my eyes last night after the strip tease debacle. I’ve flushed with warm water, so it should be fine in a few hours. My eyes should be fine. The visions of a gyrating opera singer will eternally be seared into my brain. That can never be erased.
Love was in the air on last night’s Hart of Dixie recap. Check out my recap over on Entertainment Weekly!
It’s the most wonderful time of the year. The Offshore Technology Conference is just a week away and I haven’t followed through with any of my secret plans to karate jab crazies in the throat. I call that a victory. I do have a slight concussion from banging my head on my desk over and over and over again, but I’ll survive. With that disclaimer out of the way, I
