Thursday evening, Nobu, and going home to watch the Sox “win!” Samantha and I were chatting, and you know, if my step father was here, he’d give that “shut the fuck up look,” I’m watching the game! Why can’t men, when watching a game, multi task? Is it that hard or just simply annoying?

Certain women are diversified enough that not only can they Blog and snuggle on the sofa with Pasha, but they can ALSO be fully aware (or: in tune with the fact) that 2 bases are loaded and Ortiz is at bat! But the additional spots on the sofa seem empty, WHY?