I begin.
A spin-off of sorts. A home for my voice.
A voice more surly or racy on some days, more reflective and thoughtful on others.
And some days?
There will be boobies. Maybe yours? And maybe, if you’re good? Man parts, too.
Anyway. I hope at the end of the day, when I throw down my sword and spit in the dirt like a gladiator and shout “WERE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?” you’ll be able to say “Yes, I was not entertained.”
Wait. That’s wrong.
You know what I mean. Shut up.
Whatever.
Enjoy the show.