Fear not. This is for fun and fabulousness. Besides, I wasn't planning on proposing anyway. Not now, anyway. So, if you're a guy or gal and bored out of your skull and you would like to do anything legal between now and New Year's, hit me up. I swear, I'll just die or something if I have to go another week or 18 without someone to pal around with; someone who would otherwise be sitting at home wondering when the h-ll some quality human will show up. Someone, like me, who is part artist-part business and can't figure out why so many out there are obsessed with some visiting comet-asteroid-spacecraft-thingie when there are more pressing matters like buying a slice of NY-style pizza and showing up at a local museum so that we can roam the exhibit halls and make fun of the art. Is that you? Are you okay with guys with cats...even if the cat is the neighbor's but moved in anyway? So he's got street cred with cats and that's gotta count for something. Are you also okay if he's (me in the third person) apolitical and couldn't give a flying hyena about your politics provided that you're funny and passionate about life and wouldn't mind seeing ferrets taking over the Pentagon and occasionally freaks out about the Rapture because, well..."I have nothing to wear!"? You get the idea. Oh, he's blonde and not built like he has a membership at any health club. But not quite anorexic, either. He still knows how to rock an Armani but is far more comfortable in shorts and Tees because he put in enough time in SoCal as to almost be considered a native had he only learned how to surf but attributes the fact that he didn't to why he still has all his limbs. Hit me/him up with a fun response that shows you simply can't live without another ridiculous adventure provided it doesn't require a second mortgage or driving dangerously close to the back of a Brink's truck while one of us Googles "How to pick locks on the go." WhenPushComesToShoveTryHoney at Gee! (You've got) mail!"