Meanwhile, let's start the year off with some whoring. Behold: a new episode of Wasted Words to which you can listen!
The other night, I woke up at around 2AM and stumbled to the bathroom to piss. I spotted one of those monster palmetto bug perched on the top rail of my shower, and naturally, I wanted to kill it, because those things are the Devil's own cock-a-roaches. Unfortunately, I was half-dazed from sleep, and there was no bug spray in the bathroom, and if I'd gone back to my bedroom to get a shoe, it would have gotten away. So instead I unloaded on the fucker with some megadosage from a can of Glade Air Infusions. The bug seemed more confused than injured by this, but it did flee the premises, and I am hoping that it eventually died from what I am calling Peach-Scented Cockroach Genocide. HAPPY NEW YEAR!