Wee Wee

More than a year ago I entered into discussions with a publisher about compiling a "bathroom reader" comprised of true stories about places I've made wee wee. As is the case with many small publishing houses, they were more willing to talk than to pay. No advance ever materialized and I lost interest... until Saturday.

Saturday I met a man who claims he could fill volumes with stories about places he has piddled. I said nothing, but I took his assertions as fighting words. No one, and I mean no one has cornered that market like yours truly.

Today's post was going to center around my views of the media... especially surrounding election coverage. I may get to that, but my pride is on the line.

Tonight, and for the next few weeks it all going to be about the yellow stuff. You have been warned, tune in at your own peril.