My Cube Went to Chicagoist...

and all I got was this AWESOME T-shirt!!!

Hell Yeah.
Finally, all those years of watching porn created a sort of Method Acting/Writing which paid off; I became the man in the story.

And then I did a little dance, again.


(I'll now be telling the ladies I am a professional blogger; I mean, a t-shirt is a form of payment, no?)

(that's right; I am a dork)