In case you did not see it, Jim Wallis made an appearance on The Daily Show. The interview is up on streaming video (look under "Coming Up Next").

I have a new one! Hallelujah!

Now I might take some of this Christmas money and buy some new pots and pans. Any recommendations?

It's just on my left side. I've had it for a little less than a week. I thought maybe I slept on my side wrong and that's why things were weird, now thought after a few days I really don't know.

I mean, it's not like piercing pain. It's more like someone is rubbing their knuckle into my chest. I really hope it goes away. I am recovering from a cold.

Other than that, not much to talk about!!! Another day, another dollar.

Thank you for responding, peeps. I have a tendency to overthink this crap sometimes, a tendency which I am trying my best to resist.

My resolution is to slam the door closed on the negative phase I have gone through. I think the last year and a half or so has been great, but before that I constantly had a thundercloud over my head. My twenties haven't been what I had hoped for.

And now, looking back, I think "Oh my God, what happened to me?" and I see how much time and opportunity have gone to waste. I really don't want that to happen anymore. I want to do so much, and catch up on everything I've missed.

Moments like this past weekend really remind me of that. Kinda got caught unprepared.

I will answer your comments now:

(e:Libertad) - Yeah, crazy, exactly. This stuff doesn't happen all the time. Totally blindsided me.

(e:Paul) - Yes, exactly right. Straight men don't get under a blanket with each other. I am not sure that the chick actually wanted this, or whether she misspoke.

(e:Ajay) - I'm going to be a lot better prepared next time. I have already written down a list, and started completing it. Might be a good time to practice a recipe or two also, yes?

(e:Metalpeter) - I don't know, man. You see, the girl that was hanging with my buddy...well...I doubt anything really is ever going to happen between them, and they both know it. Both girls sort of have to be down with it I'm sure. I don't know if either of them are. Both get plenty of attention, might have better things to do.

Honestly, if all that ever happened was that they came down, went out with us, had a few laughs and a few flirts, I would be fine with it. I'm fine with just going out and having a good time. I don't need to game her or rush anything or see how fast I can get in her pants. Whatever happens will happen naturally, even if it is nothing.

Now that I'm sober, I'll re-post the story.

Went over to my buddy's house last evening to watch some football. The Pats won of course, for those of you who did not watch.

We then got a phone call. Buddy said that we might meet some girls out for some impromptu, no strings attached fun. Okay, well, I wasn't exactly prepared to go out, but what the hell, it's just a couple of dart games and some beers.

We get there and I'll be damned if we weren't lucky enough to hang out with a couple of really lovely women. The short one says to me "Where are our drinks?" to break my balls and I replied "This ain't UNICEF!"

Man, Josh, you would have been proud, I served as a fantastic wingman. They told my friend how fun I was, and that we should the four of us go down to Allentown next weekend for a change of scenery.

Then it gets interesting, one of the girls (not the one I was paired with) decided the after party was at my friend's house. Man, shit, I wasn't prepared for that. I was nasty grubby, no shower, no shave, sweating like a whore in church because of how hot it was in the bar. All I was ready to do last night was watch football.

We played Trivial Pursuit for a while, then the girl who invited us to my Buddy's place decide the four of us should huddle under a blanket and watch a move. *BZZZZT* I don't think so, lady. It's 3:30 AM and I am nasty and anyway I want my own bed.

So my friend and that girl stay, while the other girl and I leave. I hope she didn't take it the wrong way. I'm sure I looked hesitant and disinterested. Maybe she was just being a wingman like me and just wanted to make it through the night. I got her number and everything, and brought up next weekend like they did earlier, but I don't even know if I should bother. I see an answering machine in the future when/if I call.

At the very least, even if nothing else comes of it I had a good time.