You ever have those days when you feel like walking away from blogging? That the effort isn’t worth it? I know I have, not lately, but I have. You put a lot of time and effort into a post, only to get just a handful of comments or look back and realize that your blog only got half the usual number of visits. While I don’t pay that much attention to my blog stats, some things I can’t help but notice.
But then every once in a while I get an e-mail like this one that a reader sent me on Sunday:
A huge fan of your blog and would love to ask you and your lovely lady Veronica about 1000million questions about getting into the ‘lifestyle’.. but I just want to at least thank you for starting this great conversation that me & my husband have been having since we found your blog.
Keep it up! We look forward to reading and talking after your posts!
Or this, which is a snippet of an e-mail that I received yesterday:
I just wanted to write and say how much I’ve enjoyed both of the blogs, and eagerly look forward to reading your updates. Thanks!!
By no means do I think that my blog is all that and then some. It’s just nice to hear some unsolicited positive feedback once in a while. To all of my readers, frequent commenters and lurkers alike, thanks for visiting!
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Want to see Veronica’s boobs? The answer should be yes. Want to see my moobs? She and I along with several others can be found at Tits for Troops today, so check it out.
TMI Tuesday #205- Retread Questions [I'm pretty sure we've gotten some of these before...]. Click here to see who else is playing this week.
1. You can flip a switch that will wipe any band or musical artist out of existence. Which one will it be?
How about a whole genre? Boy bands have got to go!
Edit: After seeing Vixen’s answers, I have to amend this to add Kanye West.
2. You seem to be having an excellent day because you just came across a hundred-dollar bill on the sidewalk. Holy crap, a hundred bucks! How are you gonna spend it?
This Saturday Darling Boy and I are on a plane for Washington DC for a little man-trip and sightseeing for a few days. I’m sure we’d burn through a hundred bucks pretty quickly.
Or, on Friday October 9 Veronica and I get on a plane, without the kids, for 4 days in Las Vegas. Woohoo!!!!! We’ll burn through a hundred bucks even quicker there. I’d get Veronica a lap dance with the stripper of her choice. As long as I can watch 
3. Rufus appears out of nowhere with a time-traveling phone booth. You can go anytime in the PAST. What time are you traveling to and what are you going to do when you get there?
TMI had a similar question before and I think I said something about the 1950′s being an interesting time.
I think it would be fun to go back to 1970′s Long Island, but as 39 yr old me, and check out Veronica as a kid. And I’d ask my mother-in-law why she made Veronica wears those hideous glasses! God those things were ugly…
4. What is your favorite curse word?
You wanna know, you fucking fuck? Fuck you, I’m not gonna fucking tell you. I found this on the web:
I think shit may just be the most powerful word in the English language.
You can be shit faced, shit out of luck, or have shit for brains. (do we know someone like this????)
Sometimes you just plain ole get “the shits”.
With a little effort you can get your shit together, find a place for your shit or decide to shit or get off the pot.
You can smoke shit, buy shit, sell shit, lose shit, find shit, forget shit, and tell others to eat shit and die.
You can shit or go blind, have a shit fit or just shit your life away.
Some people know their shit while others can’t tell the difference between shit and shineola.
Other people just have a Shit eatin’ grin on their face all of the time.
There are lucky shits, dumb shits, crazy shits, and sweet shits.
There is bull shit, horse shit and chicken shit.
You can throw shit, sling shit, catch shit, or duck when shit hits the fan. You can give a shit or serve shit on shingle.
You can find yourself in deep shit, or be happier than a pig in shit.
Some days are colder than shit, some days are hotter than shit, and some days are just plain shitty.
Some music sounds like shit, things can look like shit, and there are times when you feel like shit.
You can have too much shit, not enough shit, the right shit, the wrong shit or a lot of weird shit.
You can carry shit, have a mountain of shit, or find yourself up shit’s creek without a paddle.
Sometimes you really need this shit and sometimes you don’t want any shit at all.
Sometimes everything you touch turns to shit and other times you swim in a lake of shit and come out smelling like a rose.
And remember, once you know your shit, you don’t need to know anything else!
5. You have the opportunity to sleep with the movie celebrity of your choice. We are talking no-strings-attached sex and it can only happen once. Who is the lucky celebrity of your choice?
Well I don’t know how lucky she was consider herself, but Scarlett Johansson is on my list. As are many others…
Bonus (as in optional):You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What’s it gonna be?
Darling Boy has asked me before what superpower I’d want to have and I always tell him I’d like the power of invisibility, so that I can keep an eye on him without him knowing it.
For this question I have the same answer but for more, shall we say voyeuristic, purposes 
[Who me?]
[Any ladies who have my number, you know I like it!]
The fabulous 
Warm Fuzzy Feeling and TMI Tuesday
You ever have those days when you feel like walking away from blogging? That the effort isn’t worth it? I know I have, not lately, but I have. You put a lot of time and effort into a post, only to get just a handful of comments or look back and realize that your blog only got half the usual number of visits. While I don’t pay that much attention to my blog stats, some things I can’t help but notice.
But then every once in a while I get an e-mail like this one that a reader sent me on Sunday:
Or this, which is a snippet of an e-mail that I received yesterday:
By no means do I think that my blog is all that and then some. It’s just nice to hear some unsolicited positive feedback once in a while. To all of my readers, frequent commenters and lurkers alike, thanks for visiting!
===============================================================================
Want to see Veronica’s boobs? The answer should be yes. Want to see my moobs? She and I along with several others can be found at Tits for Troops today, so check it out.
1. You can flip a switch that will wipe any band or musical artist out of existence. Which one will it be?
How about a whole genre? Boy bands have got to go!
Edit: After seeing Vixen’s answers, I have to amend this to add Kanye West.
2. You seem to be having an excellent day because you just came across a hundred-dollar bill on the sidewalk. Holy crap, a hundred bucks! How are you gonna spend it?
This Saturday Darling Boy and I are on a plane for Washington DC for a little man-trip and sightseeing for a few days. I’m sure we’d burn through a hundred bucks pretty quickly.
Or, on Friday October 9 Veronica and I get on a plane, without the kids, for 4 days in Las Vegas. Woohoo!!!!! We’ll burn through a hundred bucks even quicker there. I’d get Veronica a lap dance with the stripper of her choice. As long as I can watch
3. Rufus appears out of nowhere with a time-traveling phone booth. You can go anytime in the PAST. What time are you traveling to and what are you going to do when you get there?
TMI had a similar question before and I think I said something about the 1950′s being an interesting time.
I think it would be fun to go back to 1970′s Long Island, but as 39 yr old me, and check out Veronica as a kid. And I’d ask my mother-in-law why she made Veronica wears those hideous glasses! God those things were ugly…
4. What is your favorite curse word?
You wanna know, you fucking fuck? Fuck you, I’m not gonna fucking tell you. I found this on the web:
I think shit may just be the most powerful word in the English language.
You can be shit faced, shit out of luck, or have shit for brains. (do we know someone like this????)
Sometimes you just plain ole get “the shits”.
With a little effort you can get your shit together, find a place for your shit or decide to shit or get off the pot.
You can smoke shit, buy shit, sell shit, lose shit, find shit, forget shit, and tell others to eat shit and die.
You can shit or go blind, have a shit fit or just shit your life away.
Some people know their shit while others can’t tell the difference between shit and shineola.
Other people just have a Shit eatin’ grin on their face all of the time.
There are lucky shits, dumb shits, crazy shits, and sweet shits.
There is bull shit, horse shit and chicken shit.
You can throw shit, sling shit, catch shit, or duck when shit hits the fan. You can give a shit or serve shit on shingle.
You can find yourself in deep shit, or be happier than a pig in shit.
Some days are colder than shit, some days are hotter than shit, and some days are just plain shitty.
Some music sounds like shit, things can look like shit, and there are times when you feel like shit.
You can have too much shit, not enough shit, the right shit, the wrong shit or a lot of weird shit.
You can carry shit, have a mountain of shit, or find yourself up shit’s creek without a paddle.
Sometimes you really need this shit and sometimes you don’t want any shit at all.
Sometimes everything you touch turns to shit and other times you swim in a lake of shit and come out smelling like a rose.
And remember, once you know your shit, you don’t need to know anything else!
5. You have the opportunity to sleep with the movie celebrity of your choice. We are talking no-strings-attached sex and it can only happen once. Who is the lucky celebrity of your choice?
Well I don’t know how lucky she was consider herself, but Scarlett Johansson is on my list. As are many others…
Bonus (as in optional):You accidentally eat some radioactive vegetables. They were good, and what’s even cooler is that they endow you with the super-power of your choice! What’s it gonna be?
Darling Boy has asked me before what superpower I’d want to have and I always tell him I’d like the power of invisibility, so that I can keep an eye on him without him knowing it.
For this question I have the same answer but for more, shall we say voyeuristic, purposes