Googligoogoo, you douchebag.
It’s possible that I may have, perhaps, once or twice… referred to Bobby Flay as a douchebag. And it’s possible that an acquaintance of his may have asked me what BOBBEH (in my head I am hearing Whitney Houston scream that) Flay ever did to me? And I then had to explain that I was referring to his public persona which I find insufferable. And you know what? I’m not alone.
Google reveals much. Many secrets. For instance, why do I have this headache?
More mysteries of life after the cut.
Just a random attorney writing about daily life with Little Filthy, my rotten dog.