Sorry about that crack I made about Norah O'Donnell and Jackie Meretsky at the end of yesterday post. Just a harmless fantasy, you know?
I admit it, I've been kind of cranky lately, but with good reason. The truth is, Deirdre has cut me off. Totally. Don't tell anyone, though. It's kind of embarrassing.
And do you know why?
No, seriously, do you? I'd love to find out. Maybe one of you babes, or a sensitive new-age type guy, can give me a clue. What the hell did I do that ticked off the Green Ho like this? And what should I do about it? Frankly, the bunkhouse is kind of uncomfortable. And sleeping next to a horse isn't doing anything for my sex appeal.
Time to cowboy up...