I wanna know
I want to know what my readers look like. After arranging a meeting with Moby this evening, and while waiting for the moment to arrive, it makes me wonder who else is reading my words.
Unless you prefer to remain annonymous, I’d love for you to e-mail me a photo of yourself.
Mail it to removed to avoid spam
*sits back and watches the pictures flood in*
What ?!?!?
Her response stopped me dead in my tracks.
“What???” I said.
“That’s the most bizzare thing I’ve ever seen.” came the reply.
“What?!?” I said.
“You missed your eggs and were salting your mellon balls.” giving me a frightened look.
“And?” I said.
“That’s crazy!” The Republican said.
“You’ve never had salted mellon?” I asked.
“No, thats disgusting” she retorted.
The conversation melted down from there, with me trying to get her to try my salted mellon balls and her distinctly refusing.
If I were a straight man, you might think I was talking about something else; but I’m gay and we were indeed discussing mellons.