Just another reason to love March

You've got rebirth, rejuvenation (all that crap), things melting, green grass, Perkins and March Madness, the start of baseball right around the corner, March effing Forth.... and now a new candidate has emerged as a reason to love this month. One year ago tomorrow I met a girl. I learned she loves horror movies, Michael Jackson and Prince, hates Brett Favre and can dish it out as easily as she can take it. When the night ended, I did what anyone would do at the end of a great first date.... I deserted her in the dark streets of downtown to take the light rail home and walked to my car parked one block away in the lot. One year later, I think she is just now beginning to forgive me. Now I'm just working on the other ones. It's ok to put stainless steel in the microwave, right?

I'm smarter, wiser, more handymany, lighter, savvier and less prone to sleeping late than I was a year ago. All good things. And fixing to get better. In the words of Michael Scott, , "I love this womaaaan!"

You'd all better come to Vegas. And I'm especially talking to.... well... you know who you are....