Ummm... only if you pay for them and don't invite me.

I had a 41 year old ask me out for drinks today. At first, I thought it was a joke - I remembered laughing at 30 Rock when older women called themselves 'cougars' and aggressively perused younger men. Ha! What a show...

But then I realized she was seriously asking that I meet her at George's in Durham by 9:00. I wanted someone to come pull me out of the situation with speed and grace, like the way parents pull a baby out of a high chair as he's crapping himself.

I think, in a lot of ways, I would have rather died.

P.S. Here are some dumb looking kids that
make me feel better about my day