Random Esquire

1.  Ribs are delicious.  But it is gross to watch people gnaw on an animal’s ribcage.  Nature’s protection of internal organs.  It’s a little wrong, right?  I mean, deliciously wrong.  But wrong, right?

2.  Tonight, Besos sent me a text message that said:  “I have sex in the brain.  Your fault.”

I laughed.  I’m pretty sure she meant on the brain.  Because I can tell you, I have not been gettin’ all up in her brain.

3.  Have I ever mentioned that I broke Little Filthy’s tail?  Yes.  He was a puppy and I reached out for his tail, grabbed it and it just…broke.  It sort of popped about an inch from the tip…and now it has a bend in it.  It is already in a curly Q that rests on his back like a little piggy but it has a little extra kink in it.   He didn’t (and doesn’t) seem to care (or even know) but every so often, when I see it, I feel the need to apologize to him.

4.  I have a stiff neck.  I think it may be related to how I slept.  I slept on my side and woke up to find that Little Filthy was behind me, spread across a pillow with his head on my neck.  So, you know, don’t sleep with a dog’s head on your neck.

5.  I am….a jerk.  Not really, but sort of.  I notoriously dragged my feet leaving ‘bachelorland’, I work in the evenings sometimes and I have a few other social activities/commitments that sometimes leave me wondering where my time went.  All of this means that Besos is the most patient, understanding, and wonderful woman to put up with me.

Lately, she’s been watching Kitchen Nightmares. She is addicted.  I sent her a text message a little bit ago and asked if she was asleep.  She responded, “Nope.  Watching Ramsey.  He is a jerk and I love it.”

I said, “Is that why you date me?”

She said, “Nah.  I use you for sex.”

See?  Perfect.