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Where have I been? Working mostly, otherwise pinning for the good old days on the high seas. Winter has finally started to suck. I held it at bay for as long as I could by chronically under-dressing. Those of you that disbelieve in the magical powers my near-nudity have over the forces of nature: screw off. You’re making me lose faith in myself.

A Wednesday Movie will come a little later in the week, dedicated to Brady. If it actually appears on Wednesday, that could only mean I’ve called in sick for work.

Otherwise, something else is in the works that I’m very excited about, but that won’t be announced until this weekend at the earliest. Can you stand the suspense? No, you can’t.

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Anonymous said…
Wicked.
You're finally doing that mullet/fumanchu moustache combo we've chatted about.

This paves the way for me to lose my two front teeth and grow a handlebar with a matching set of mutton chops.

All hail us!
Anonymous said…
I'm almost pissing myself with excitement.

What is it, what is it, what is it?

(If it relates to Jorge's comments, I am going to be extremely disappointed. You two will no longer be my favorite Canadian boys if any odd redneck facial hair/southern Alabama teeth ensembles miraculously appear!)
Anonymous said…
I'd say they're my favourite Canadian boys, too, if:

a) They were (which may be so, I s'ppose, but they aren't validated as such yet - keep an eye online for my prime time show that will determine the true favourites, which will certainly not be carried south of the border, if even beyond the community cable channel range).

b) It didn't make me sound astoundingly gay. Not that there's anything wrong with that...

c) I wasn't Canadian, as well. Not that there's anything wrong with that...

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