Okay, I know someone reading this is a computer geek. Take a look at the Facebook widget I added on the left sidebar. Why the f won’t this center?
Like everyone else, I thought it would be handled in the CSS file. But I can’t figure it out. If you know how to fix this, send me an email via the Contact Page.
In return, I will send you a picture of Gina Party’s boobs.
Update 8/1/09: I figured it out…sort of…but send me an email. I’ll still send you a picture of the boobs.
I missed my doctor’s appointment this morning. That can happen when you get home at 1:30 am. They rescheduled it for next Thursday, and I hope I get to see the hot doctor that healed my broken ankle. I’ve got another bone I want her to look at.
WTF did you just say?
I’m not a gynecologist but I’ll take a look at it.
I’ve been spending a lot of time in bars lately. I think it would be cool to date a hot bartender. That would be sweet on football weekends. Me lounging on the couch watching College Game Day, while she’s making taco soup and different kinds of shots.
Wait – how about a window teller at the racetrack?
I can just imagine the phone conversation.
Hey sugar tits, I’m stuck at work. Can you put $20 to win and place on the #3 horse in the 5th at Saratoga?
Just a second…okay, you’re down.
Thanks, baby. You’re the best.
Anything for you, honey bunny.
You hang up first.
No, you hang up first.
Let’s hang up together. Okay…1, 2, 3.
What is the name to call. For a different kind of girl. Who knows the feelings. But never the words.