Since I'm rapidly withering on the vine and prospects for me having a kid within at least the next 12 - 18 months look unlikely, I've decided to post my fantasy baby names publicly, since all of my friends always steal them anyway. So go ahead guys. Shatter my dreams. Steal my grandma's name. Go ahead. I'm cool with it. Because I don't think I really want to go nine months without bourbon anyway. I mean, just beer and wine? For nine months? Forget that.
(that's it for boys, actually)
There. Take them, they're yours. Who needs kids anyway? All I need is my solid gold car and rocket house and I'll be fine.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Anyway, gotta roll. I got a man-date with my bros, DB (he's a rockstar) and my man-child mentor Jared Leto. VROOOM-VRROOOOM!!!