I like this.

...A Secret Admirer?

Being the host of Strange Frequencies Radio may not come with a boatload of perks, but it has allowed me to meet a pretty good number of really unique, smart, and interesting people. But with any good comes a little bad and along this path there have been a few crazies along the way. And I'm not referring to any guests. No way. The paranormal, practically by definition, is going to attract a fair number of freaks. This I know. And if you make a hobby out of the paranormal, particularly in a public forum such as an internet radio show, some of those looney birds will eventually find you. I'm fine with that. I'm a bit of a looney myself.

Recently, however, I received something in the mail that, I must admit, is a first even for me. I don't really have any clever way to say it, so I guess I'll just put it out there: A listener sent me her panties.



At least, I'm assuming it's a "her." Like I said, the paranormal attracts a fair number of freaks. There was no note attached. No return address. No name. Not much of anything other than the panties and my name on the recently received mailer.

It's curious indeed, but I have chosen to be flattered. I write this blog to share my sense of wonder with you.

Have you any thoughts on this matter? Are you the sender of said skivvies? Whoever you are out there, let's hear from you.

WHAT AM I TO MAKE OF THIS MATTER???

Do You Like Bratwurst Pizza?

I know I do. But I just found this out tonight.

See, it was 11pm and there wasn't much in the way of decent food in the fridge. Desperate times called for desperate measures. And desperate measures meant Vito's Pizza.

I pored over the website but was torn over what to order. I asked my friend Rachel for help. She took a look at the menu and made a decision in roughly 12 seconds: "Get the brat pizza and sweet ray sauce subste. I will bang u for a slice that sounds good. This sandwich blows." The misspellings are hers. I should mention Rachel was drunk.

Anyway, I took her advice and ordered it. Johnsonville bratwurst slices, sweet red peppers, vidalia onion sauce, sauerkraut, mustard, and glorious cheese. Delicious.

Sometimes it pays to listen to Rachel.

WTF? I'm Back, Bitch!

My pal Rachel recently reminded me of this blog when she found it and posted a comment telling me how gay I am. It's been over a year since I posted anything, so it's high time I brought it back from the grave.

Stay tuned for upcoming posts about the stupidest shit in the world, IE: things that happen in my "Life of Leisure."