Eternal spring

Today, I did probably the most hopeful thing I’ve done in a while. I donated a pint of blood. Tomorrow, I’m volunteering a bit of time to the good folks at the Boobiethon, who btw raised $2,000 on their first day. Go give ’em a hand if you can. Peace. And boobies.

This is important, dammit.

I know you’re bombarded each and every day with people asking you to put out for them – but few causes are as important to me as this one. Go ahead. Make my day. (one in nine, folks. Chances are, if it’s not you, it’ll be someone you love).

I’m thinking of a four-letter word that ends with “k”

Yes, you, by the minibar? Get your mind out of the gutter. The word is, of course, “lurk,” which we have all done at one time or another. Except maybe Richard Simmons, I can’t imagine him lurking very well. Anyway, Sheryl, who ironically is away from the keyboard having some mental time, created “Lurker Amnesty […]