Me at a baby shower?

Yes indeed, I went to a baby shower. For a guy. Well, for a guy and his wife, but it’s the guy I knew. His wife is awesome and reminds me of one of my cousins, but I didn’t know her before yesterday.

Anyway, it was way fun. Got to see many of my favorite local bloggers all in one place again, including Hutchmo of Salem’s Lots (and my up-the-street neighbor), Sista Smiff of A Whiff of Smiff, Aunt B of Tiny Cat Pants, my alternate-universe wife Bad Bad Ivy of the Bad Bad Ivy Experience (and who, as she was leaving, made sure to tell me how beautiful I am, the smartass), CLC of The Dry Spot, Brittney of Sparkwood & 21 as well as Nashville Is Talking, Jag of I’m About To Be Brilliant, Dr. Funkenswine of Mothership BBQ, Kerry Woo aka Wonderdawg, Mack of the Coyote Chronicles, Kat Coble of Just Another Pretty Farce, Ginger of Gingersnaps, Slartibartfast of Shoot The Moose, Kathy T of various blogs including This is Smyrna, TN, and, of course, the impregnator himself, Sarcastro of Watching The Defectives. I even got to meet the Lynnster. One of the highlights was getting to hang out with Aunt B again, who points out the advantages of this particular co-ed baby shower:

in one room, they were talking about the Bible; in another room they were talking about kids; and in the third room, we were talking about sex and porn.

Or, as Sarcastro himself put it:

It struck me, that like the internet itself, one was never more than three clicks from porn.

At one point, it was determined that Dr. Funkenswine needs a reality TV show, and it was further determined that I should be his nemesis. I didn’t get the details of what the job requirements are other than wearing a sexy outfit and sitting on his lap. I don’t think those people really understand what “nemesis” means, but it sounds fun, so I’m in.