Also, I would like to invite you to the 'Token Girls' party in my room at BlogHer next year. The plan is this: To have all the male blogging populace (or as many as my meager square footage will allow) in attendance, and have the girls who are typically used to hanging out/socializing with teh menfolks in attendance, as well…hopefully a ratio of roughly five-to-one. There will be a tequila fountain and maybe also board games and probably fancy cheese from a can. We are still in the planning stages of this thing.

Ohhhhh, please say you can attend, Magical Nancy W. Kappes, Paralegal. We won't require you to do any miraculous feats, only tell dirty jokes and drink tequila face-first from a fountain. And you too, George, you come as well!

Nancy W. Kappes, Paralegal and Future Saint.
p.s. Way to rock it, my tasty little Geo: you are now assured Ownership of the Penthouse in Heaven. Or wherever.
p.p.s. Okay, now bitches, tell me I'm wrong; don't you want to put some Cheese-Wiz on his head and just gobble him up? See?
p.p.s. Oh, and Geo, I do have a place open in the Foster Home I run. That last one made off with half-a-pound of Judy Garland Trail Mix and my 800 thread-count sheets. Little snot.