Pole-O-Rama!

I finally installed my stripper pole today. I'm proud to report that I only enlisted the tattooed subcontractors in my basement for one minor step (stud-finding...write your own joke.) I then took pictures of myself monkeying around joyously on said pole, but my DSL is on the fritz. I'm blogging from the Sidekick for now, and later I shall post the photos. My delts are already throbbing-- take that, Dan Brown! Soon I will be buffer than thou, even if I will never be as industrious!

Last night Jonny finished his album. It is like a shaft of light in Laurel Canyon, one of those feel-good pop joints. It's Laurie Partridge staggering naked through a field of wildflowers with a breathless David Crosby in hot pursuit. That's this album.

In other news, Barnabas ate the mail yesterday and is currently shitting credit card offers.