January 14, 2010 | 2:04 pm

Roxxxy The Sex Robot

Posted by Ilana Angel

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Just when I thought my dating life could not get any worse, they unveiled a new sex robot in Vegas over the weekend.  Really?  It’s bad enough that I need to compete with young girls, but now I have to also get in line with a robot? 

Roxxxy is being touted as the first life sized robotic girlfriend.  She is even programmed with artificial intelligence, which makes her exactly like most of the girls in their 20’s who are trying to date men in my age group.

Roxxxy was created by True Companion and is apparently way more than just your regular old blow up doll.  I am not surprised that this company is based in New Jersey.  I’m thinking the guys of Jersey Shore are already trying to get one.

She talks and looks “real” so if you like a plastic looking girl with a perfect body, then you will love her.  If that kind of girl is your thing, you should move to Los Angeles.  We’ve got a ton of them and you can probably find one for less than Roxxy’s ticket price of between $7000.00 and $9000.00. 

You can actually have a conversation with Roxxxy.  Her answers are pre-recorded and she hooks up to your laptop.  She can be programmed to say your name, know your likes and dislikes, and can carry on a conversation.  She will tell you that she loves you and can detect touch. 

Are you kidding me?  If she can do all that, and you can turn off the talking whenever you want, then they may have actually created the perfect woman. You get a Barbie that you can make stop talking which is the total dream girl.

I read that you can make her snore so at night it feels like there is someone real with you.  She is 5’7” and weighs 120lbs.  I want you to know that nobody really has a body like that.  By nobody, of course I mean only about a million women in Los Angeles, but whatever.

True Companion says you can custom order Roxxxy to have any hair color, skin color or boob size you like.  This chick is seriously a custom ordered Californian girl straight from the heart of New Jersey.  Only in America people.

She is a toy.  She is a cruel and unfair toy, that was developed to make the dating life of women unbearable, and that is just mean.  The only possible way to make the creation of this horrible woman acceptable, is to now develop a male version.  Are you listening to me True Companion? 

That is the ONLY way to make this fair.  If I may, I would like to customize mine to be 6’2”, have a bum you can pop a quarter off of, a 6 pack stomach, he can recite the Brucha over Shabbat dinner and does not snore.

Roxxxy could actually be a good thing if she were used in the proper way.  For example, JDate could order 10,000, I will give them the names of 10,000 men that never should have been allowed on their site because they are unfit to date decent women, and they can give them a Roxxxy in exchange for never signing up again.

I wish Roxxxy all the best and by best of course I mean I hope she malfunctions, speaks in gibberish, and her “skin” falls off when touched.  At least until I meet the man of my dreams, then all her malfunctions can be repaired and she can go on with her “life”.

Roxxxy is yet another bump in the road on the journey to love.  Don’t worry girls, until she can cook dinner, clean a house or have children, she is not competition, as much as she is just annoying and offensive. 

Technology is amazing.  We must all welcome the future, but just remember, when you are embracing your technology, be careful to not get shocked and remember to keep the faith.

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January 13, 2010 | 12:32 pm

Rozlyn Papa and the Bachelor

Posted by Ilana Angel

I cannot believe that Rozlyn Papa is making the rounds on every gossip and entertainment show that will have her and calling foul.  It is fascinating that so many people care.  I mean I totally care but I’m just surprised that so many other people do too.

I happen to think she is a lying skank but that is just my opinion and you are welcome to disagree.  She was there to be famous and she is cashing in on her 15 minutes of fame.  I’ve got $20 that says they put her in The Bachelor Pad and she hooks up there. 

She is on television talking about how mortified she is that she is being painted in a bad light and what will her young son think of her.  If she were worried about what her son thought she would not have pranced around in a bathing suit kissing a man that had just kissed a bunch of other girls and said she wanted to bite him.  If your son thinks you’re a skank Rozlyn it’s because that is what you portrayed yourself as.

One could argue that there may be some truth to what she is saying because it was discovered after she was booted that she had some arrests when she was young and it was not discovered by the show so they knew and schemed the whole thing to blow up for ratings.  Those who argue that are stupid.

Why would Mike Fleiss risk his credibility on a skank?  Why would he use his #1 show to hurt some stranger?  Why would he tell her she could not talk about her son when Ella is on there talking about Ethan every two seconds?  It’s all a little fishy to me and by fishy of course I mean skanky.

I think Rozlyn is an opportunist who used The Bachelor as her casting couch and she is delusional if she thinks she was singled out to boost ratings by manipulating her situation.  I think she should marry The Situation and go live happily ever after on The Jersey Shore. 

Wait.  That was mean.  Mike is way too classy for Roslyn, she should go be a housewife in New Jersey and be best friends with Danielle.  Oh man!  Even Danielle is too classy for Rozlyn.  She should get a condo with Carrie Prejean where they can share make up and clothes and try to out-skank each other.

I’m not buying her sob story.  Not even for a minute. I hope she enjoys a couple days of television notoriety because come next Monday one of the ladies of Crazytown will do something fabulous and she will be bumped to the “Who cares about you” aisle of past Bachelor contestants where she belongs.

I am not surprised at the lengths that people will go to become famous.  We live in a time when you can go on a reality television show and expose yourself in a way that will guarantee interest.  I get it and bravo to the brave ones who are able to do it.  I love reality television so it’s all good for me. 

I am surprised however when a woman is willing to sell her soul to the devil for 15 minutes of fame and then call foul in terms of her kid.  Roslyn knew exactly what she was doing and in the end she hurt son and nothing is worth that to me. 

Rozlyn needs to sleep with one eye open because karma tends to sneak up on you when you least expect it.  As for The Bachelor, you’re good to be rid of her Jake.  Not to worry as there are plenty more crazies to choose from.  And as for Rozlyn’s son, not to worry sweetie pie, by the time you are old enough to understand what your mother did no one will remember who she was.

Monday night at 8 cannot come quick enough and I will be in front of my television watching, laughing, and cringing.  To Rozlyn my advice would be to just stop talking because you are making it worse and when it all dies down and your 15 are over, remember to keep the faith.

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January 12, 2010 | 3:32 pm

The Bachelor

Posted by Ilana Angel

I am hooked on The Bachelor and it’s only been two weeks.  Last night was a series of train wrecks that would not stop.  Just when one of the chicks did something to make you think she was a loon, the next one would turn out to be a whore and it was fantastic.

Michelle is the Mayor the Crazytown.  This chick seriously needs to be kept away from sharp objects.  She is going to stab someone, or perhaps herself and the good news is that we will all be able to see it on YouTube because a staffer will sell the footage.  Staffers do a lot of bad stuff on The Bachelor but we’ll come back to that.

I laugh out loud when the girls scream at the mention of every date.  I laugh even harder when they speak about Jake like he planned the whole thing.  He planned nothing.  My King Mike Fleiss and his peeps are the masterminds behind all these dates and when Jake takes credit we all know the truth.

The first date is a photo shoot for InStyle.  Roz, the whore, says Jake is so cute she wants to bite him then lifts her leg and flashes her Hoo Ha.  So classy.  Christina, the girl next door, is sincere and she is so nervous that it’s charming and you feel for her.  She is however a sloppy drunk and looks like she’s had Botox injections directly into her eyeballs.  I would watch an hour of her being drunk and trying to talk.

I think Gia is the prettiest girl and last week I said I would like a week in her body.  Here’s the thing, I would be happy to take a day.  I just can’t imagine what it must be like to be that pretty. Jake is winning me over but he is clearly all about the swimsuit and it’s fascinating to watch him be in a deep conversation with Gia and then shut off immediately whenever a swimsuit comes by. 

Ally, The Sleeping Beauty look-a-like, got the one-on-one date.  When she got on the Harley in a mini dress I thought I was watching Rock of Love and had to regroup.  I am perplexed how a girl who has missed out on family vacations because she does not fly was able to get into a lawn mower and fly for an hour. Was her flying fear fake?  Indeed it was. It was a risk but she won. She is a lucky girl, particularly because her dress did not fall off as she ran across the grass.

The second group date was hilarious.  Elizabeth did not disappoint and is totally the secret Queen of Crazytown.  She told Jake that he couldn’t kiss her unless she is the last girl standing.  Is she insane?  He is seriously going to not kiss her unless he wants to marry her?  What is that noise? It’s the nails going into your coffin Crazy.  You just sealed your own fate.  Dumb.  Dumb.  Dumb.

Vienna is becoming my favorite tranny.  She wins the Worse Hair Extensions On Television Award.  Turns out she was so crushed by her high school boyfriend dumping her that she married a stranger just to get back at him then she got divorced 4 months later.  Maybe they got divorced because she forgot to tell him she was a he?  I love this “chick” and hope she stays a little longer.

Ashley the teacher reminds me of Wonder Woman and when she got the blow off hug with no kiss you knew it was over for her.  Jake gave a birthday cupcake to Ella and he talked about how he loved the wings that her son sent for him.  I’d be willing to bet that she totally manipulated that whole thing and if you asked Ethan what he wanted to be it would be fireman not pilot.  It’s a Balloon Boy situation if you ask me.

I’m over Tenley.  She was my top pick last week but now I think she’s on her way out.  She’s had two opportunities to tell Jake she is divorced and passed twice.  Not good sister.  She’s out for me.  I have to mention one more time that Michelle is in serious need of help.  She is really, really on the edge of a breakdown and I hope he keeps her long enough that we can see it.

Then we come to the big moment that has been hyped up for a week.  Rozlyn, the whore, is kicked off the show for sleeping with a staffer while the show is being taped.  Really?  You can’t write this stuff.  He’s fired and she’s kicked off and stands there saying nothing.  Chris Harrison tells her she’s out and he is fabulous with just the right amount of pissed off and compassion. 

She tells Chris “I don’t think my personal life is anyone’s business.”  Is she kidding?  She then says, “I don’t think there was anything deceitful.”  I LOVE THIS SHOW.  She sleeps with a guy while she is trying to get chosen and there is nothing deceitful?  I pegged her to be a little slutty on week one but to be a skanky, lying whore?  I did not see that one coming.

Chris and Jake come to tell the girls that Rozlyn is out and they all start crying.  Seriously?  I would have been jumping on the furniture to have a frontrunner out the door but they are all balling and it’s hilarious.  They are all talking about deception and lies and it’s perfect. They have all lied and the panic has set in that they will now get caught.  Fabulous!

With Rozlyn, Christina and Ashley now gone, Jake is down to 12.  It’s going to be a great season and I’m excited.  Also looking forward to The Bachelor Pad this summer.  If you are reading this Mike Fleiss, and I know you are, I want to work on that show and by work on it of course I mean I want to hang out on set all day and watch the madness up close and personal.

I have never been so thankful to be in my 40’s as when I watch these young women show how stupid they are.  Next week will be amazing. Jake needs to hold on and take a deep breath because it’s not going to be enough to just keep the faith.

 

 

 

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January 11, 2010 | 3:01 pm

Scrubs

Posted by Ilana Angel

It is very rare that I buy myself something that would be considered frivolous or be anything that would fall under the “spoil myself” category. I would always rather spend my money on my son and I do it with pleasure.  I think part of it is the life of a single mother.  I’m not saying all mothers don’t put their kids needs first, but being a single mother is different and sacrifices are made in ways that are unique to single parents.

My friend Michelle always talks about a place she calls “Scrub Scrub”.  She describes it as a phenomenal spa downtown where they do a body exfoliating scrub and massage.  Michelle and I hike with a group of friends on Saturday mornings and she mentioned this weekend that she was going to Scrub Scrub on Sunday.  My son came on the hike and asked me if I was going to get a message. 

I told him I was not but that one day I would.  He told me I always spend money on him and I should do it.  He made plans to see a movie with friends so I could go and relax.  He also gave me $20 to help pay for it.  When he wanted to share the expense it touched my heart and made me cry.  Everything makes me cry but this was something special.  I was so proud of him and secretly put the $20 back in his wallet.

So yesterday Michelle and I went to Scrub Scrub and I must tell you that I have never seen anything like it.  It was a profound experience and I can’t quite wrap my mind around how really wonderful it was.  To clarify, Scrub Scrub is actually The Grand Spa in downtown Los Angeles.  It is located at 6th and Virgil and you can visit them at www.grandspala.com and I have decided that it is in fact, heaven on earth.

We walked in and were assigned a locker.  As we made our way to the locker room, we turned the corner and were looking at about 50 naked women.  They are all walking around and just doing their thing, oblivious to everyone else.  You go to the locker, get naked and off you go!  We started with 2 minutes in a wet sauna.  We then sat in a hot tub for about 5 minutes.  After the hot tub we took showers and then were called in by our masseuses.

You go into a room and lay down, still naked, on a table.  A little Korean woman in a bra and panties is there and ready for business.  My lady, Han, was very cute and little and if size is a clue, it was about to be a lovely hour.  Han directs me to lay down and the second she put her hands on me I entered a coma of some kind.  This little woman was freakishly strong! I wanted it to last forever and at the same time could not wait for it to be over. 

She spent an hour scrubbing every inch of my body removing an entire layer of skin. When she was done she sent me to the dry sauna for 3 minutes.  Not sure how I walked but I made it there and back where Han was waiting for me.  She then jumped up on the table, straddled me, and began to give me the most fabulous massage I have ever had.  Just when I thought it could not get any better, she scrubbed my head and then washed my hair.  It was that moment when I fell in love with Han.

This place is fabulous.  Not for everyone to be sure but if you can handle checking your ego at the door and sucking in your stomach for two hours it is perfection.  My skin feels like silk.  Every single inch of it.  Scrub Scrub is fantastic and there are no words to properly thank my friend Michelle.  It was a lovely gift and I am so appreciative for the experience and her generosity.  I left a much different person from how I arrived. 

I felt literally and figuratively naked.  She washed away more than just skin.  She pealed away layers of stress and toxic energy and I felt cleansed in body, mind and soul.  I walked out of there feeling truly blessed.  As women we need to take care of ourselves.  Whether our kids are young or old, whether you are pregnant or trying to have a baby, take care of you because it is only when we nourish ourselves that we are able to nourish others.

Thanks to Michelle and thanks to my son for pushing me to go.  I had a wonderful day. I woke up feeling refreshed and sound.  I feel fortunate and blessed and am relaxed today.  There is a smile on my face and I am calm which makes it quite easy to keep the faith.

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January 9, 2010 | 4:07 pm

Blog This!

Posted by Ilana Angel

When I was asked to write a Singles Blog for the website of The Jewish Journal of Greater Los Angeles I was flattered and excited.  I was frustrated with my dating life at this stage of my life and thought it would be an interesting experiment that would take me out of my comfort zone and open new doors.

I have a tremendous respect for the paper, the people who work there and the Jewish community.  I have stood by my decision to date only Jewish men and have always managed to put myself out there in an honest and open manner. My goal has been to share and at the same time keep the faith and not lose my way.

This week has been eye opening.  I have been attacked as a woman, as a mother, as a Jew and as a writer.  I’ve been called vulgar names, people have suggested that I will be travelling to hell as a result of my blog and that I am damaging my child.

Some days I write and think that no one will read it.  I live a small life and that this goes out to all corners of the earth is pushed to the back of my mind because if I really thought about it I might be too scared to write it.

It has taken off and grown and the number of people who read it, sometimes overwhelms me.  I am grateful and thankful to the readers out there and especially to those to take a moment out of their lives to write me their comments.

I would venture to say that 99.9% of the people who read my blog do not know me.  So for those people let me tell you this:  I am a really wonderful person.  I got married at 25 and divorced at 30 with a 5-month-old son.  I left a bad relationship and built a good life for my son and myself.

I have overcome many obstacles.  Some I’ve discussed here, some I keep to myself and some I’m trying to decide if I want to share.  I am on a spiritual path in terms of my religion and strive each and everyday to learn about my faith and live a Jewish life.

I am sarcastic and cynical.  I have the mouth of a sailor and occasionally speak before I think.  I try to be a good friend and am loyal to those I love.  I always support the underdog and never pass a homeless person on the street asking for money without looking them in the eye, wishing them well, and giving them a dollar.

I am a great cook, a wonderful housekeeper and have the driving skills of a New York City cabbie.  I am funny, smart and quick witted.  I need to lose 30 pounds.  By 30 of course I mean 20 and want my friends to say if I lose 30 I will be a rake and only need to lose 10 so then if I lose 20 I will feel good about myself.  I am scared of the dark, have read Little Women over 50 times and really beautiful hair.

I’m just trying to live a good life and be a good mother and raise a divine little boy to be a respectful man who loves himself, his religion and his life.  I do the very best that I can and it’s not always easy and certainly not always a success.  I try to trust myself and when I stumble and fall I get up and try again.  I am both a tough broad and an overly sensitive woman.

I truly appreciate that you are reading my blog.  To those of you who felt it was okay to attack me and my character this week, who felt it was ok to call me a bad mother and suggest my child was in danger, to condemn me to hell for sharing MY opinion about MY life, please allow me to send a heartfelt Suck It!

I wish you all a wonderful weekend and a peaceful Shabbat and for those of you who are sad, in the dark, and alone, I have been there and until you are able to do it for yourself, it will be my honor, on all of your behalves, to keep the faith.

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January 8, 2010 | 2:24 pm

Blog This

Posted by Ilana Angel

When I was asked to write a Singles Blog for the website of The Jewish Journal of Greater Los Angeles I was flattered and excited.  I was frustrated with my dating life at this stage of my life and thought it would be an interesting experiment that would take me out of my comfort zone and open new doors.

I have a tremendous respect for the paper, the people who work there and the Jewish community.  I have stood by my decision to date only Jewish men and have always managed to put myself out there in an honest and open manner. My goal has been to share and at the same time keep the faith and not lose my way.

This week has been eye opening.  I have been attacked as a woman, as a mother, as a Jew and as a writer.  I’ve been called vulgar names, people have suggested that I will be travelling to hell as a result of my blog and that I am damaging my child.

Some days I write and think that no one will read it.  I live a small life and that this goes out to all corners of the earth is pushed to the back of my mind because if I really thought about it I might be too scared to write it.

It has taken off and grown and the number of people who read it, sometimes overwhelms me.  I am grateful and thankful to the readers out there and especially to those to take a moment out of their lives to write me their comments.

I would venture to say that 99.9% of the people who read my blog do not know me.  So for those people let me tell you this:  I am a really wonderful person.  I got married at 25 and divorced at 30 with a 5-month-old son.  I left a bad relationship and built a good life for my son and myself.

I have overcome many obstacles.  Some I’ve discussed here, some I keep to myself and some I’m trying to decide if I want to share.  I am on a spiritual path in terms of my religion and strive each and everyday to learn about my faith and live a Jewish life. 

I am sarcastic and cynical.  I have the mouth of a sailor and occasionally speak before I think.  I try to be a good friend and am loyal to those I love.  I always support the underdog and never pass a homeless person on the street asking for money without looking them in the eye, wishing them well, and giving them a dollar.

I am a great cook, a wonderful housekeeper and have the driving skills of a New York City cabbie.  I am funny, smart and quick witted.  I need to lose 30 pounds.  By 30 of course I mean 20 and want my friends to say if I lose 30 I will be a rake and only need to lose 10 so then if I lose 20 I will feel good about myself.  I am scared of the dark, have read Little Women over 50 times and really beautiful hair.

I’m just trying to live a good life and be a good mother and raise a divine little boy to be a respectful man who loves himself, his religion and his life.  I do the very best that I can and it’s not always easy and certainly not always a success.  I try to trust myself and when I stumble and fall I get up and try again.  I am both a tough broad and an overly sensitive woman.

I truly appreciate that you are reading my blog.  To those of you who felt it was okay to attack me and my character this week, who felt it was ok to call me a bad mother and suggest my child was in danger, to condemn me to hell for sharing MY opinion about MY life, please allow me to send a heartfelt Suck It!

I wish you all a wonderful weekend and a peaceful Shabbat and for those of you who are sad, in the dark, and alone, I have been there and until you are able to do it for yourself, it will be my honor, on all of your behalves, to keep the faith.

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January 7, 2010 | 2:14 pm

Porn Star Fans

Posted by Ilana Angel

So a few weeks ago I wrote an article about Jews and the porn industry.  I was fascinated by it because I didn’t think there were Jewish porn stars. One of the people I mentioned was Joanna Angel who is a Jewish girl who is a huge star in the adult entertainment industry. 

Joanna Angel and I are not related and to be honest I’m not even sure it’s her real name.  When I blogged about her she sent me an email to say hello and said she liked what I wrote.  I thought it was very kind.  If you’re reading today Joanna, Hello!  I hope you had a nice holiday.

I get asked all the time if Angel is my real last name.  It is.  There are a lot of Jewish Angels actually.  Rabbi Angel of London and Angel’s bakery in Jerusalem.  There is in fact another Ilana Angel.  She is a super sweet young girl in London and we are Facebook friends.  She is also Jewish.

While I am not a porn expert, I think I can safely say that Joanna is not your average porn star.  She grew up in Boston with an Orthodox Jewish Israeli mom and an American dad.  She graduated from Rutgers University with a BA in English Lit. and a minor in film studies.

She is a hard-core porn actress.  We’re not talking about late night Playboy channel stuff here.  She is hard-core and so to my naïve mind, if someone were to know who she was, they would have to be familiar with her work right?  That brings me to last night.

I’m online returning an email from a man on JDate when he sends me an instant message.  I say hello.  We are chatting and doing the first dance of surface questions and answers.  Then, out of nowhere, he asks the question.  The one question that changes everything. “Are you related to Joanna Angel?”

So now my mind is racing.  Is he asking because he is a fan of her work?  Is he asking because he read my article and wants an introduction to my new BFF?  Is he a sex deviant?  Is he testing me to see what my level of knowledge is on hard-core porn?  I am shocked and stunned and don’t know what to do.

So I say, “I don’t think so.  Where does she live?”  He replies “She is an actress and I think she lives in New York.”  Well there you have it.  It was over before it even began.  I told him I had to go, wished him well with his search and signed off within 10 seconds.

Not only are there Jewish porn stars but there are Jewish men who follow Jewish porn stars.  I live in a tiny bubble of suburbia where there is no porn and no one does drugs or cheats on their spouse.  I was born in the wrong era. I would have been the perfect 1950’s housewife.

Another potential suitor is cut down before he is even given a chance.  To any men who are writing me to get to Joanna, not going to happen. 

As for me, with each and every day the Internet becomes less and less appealing.  I think it’s scary and overwhelming.  I might not have a tough enough skin to navigate these waters and on some days, like today, it’s not enough to just be able to keep the faith.

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January 6, 2010 | 3:07 pm

Random Stuff

Posted by Ilana Angel

I am not ashamed to admit that I loved Conveyor Belt of Love on ABC.  It was silly and ridiculous and fantastic fun.  I think Keiko should have her own show.  She was hilarious and when she told the guy “I want you to worship me”, I laughed out loud.  I would rather watch this show for 48 consecutive hours than 5 minutes of Find My Family and it’s miserable hosts.  I hope they do more.  It was mindless entertainment and sometimes we need that.

I referred to my son as “delicious” in a blog and a reader wrote to say it was creepy.  Is she kidding?  I love my son and he is quite simply delicious.  Sarah wrote to say this word should only be used to describe toddlers or babies and referring to a teenager as delicious was sexually inappropriate.  Some people are just sad and that she took the time to write me such nonsense makes me sad for her.  I was hurt when I read her comment and in the end all I can do it laugh at the absurdity of it and wish her well. 

I don’t understand why I get emails online from men who live in another state.  When they write from another country I assume it’s a green card thing and say thanks but no thanks but the guys who write from around the country and want to chat, I just don’t get.  Especially when they list in their profile that they are not willing to relocate.  Why are they writing?  Is it silly to start up a conversation with a man in New York?  Are we going to meet for coffee in Chicago?  I just think it’s weird and those who do it and have found love, bravo.  You are braver and far less cynical than I am.

I blogged that my teenage son had an opinion about who I dated and a reader wrote to say that I was sick and crossing the line in terms of my son’s involvement in my life.  Who are these people? Reiner, you are a loon.  I have a healthy and fantastic relationship with my child.  If he has an opinion, about anything, I am going to listen and give it value.  Just because he is a child does not mean he cannot have a voice.  I think you should go on a date with Sarah.  You two have a lot to talk about and clearly both have a lot of time on your hands to dedicate to each other.

I want to give a shout out to my new friend Ben who I met though my friend Andy.  I was having a tough time having to deal with stupid people and he put it all into perspective.  Thank you Ben.

Is it wrong that I every time my family calls from Canada to complain about how cold it is and how much snow they are getting I tell them I’m wearing a t-shirt and flip flops? 

I was going to write a comment about Charlie Sheen but I learned my lesson after I wrote about Tiger Woods so I will bite my tongue and all I will say is Oy Vey!

Thanks for stopping by and I look forward to talking to you tomorrow.  To Sarah and Reiner, good luck to you both and by good luck of course I mean get a life.  I’m going to let all your rubbish go, take a deep breath and keep the faith.

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