No, I will not mow your lawn. But I will send some zombie sheep your way to eat the grass. Just make sure you're not standing on it at the time, because I am not responsible for what will happen.
By the way, can I just interrupt myself to say that I find this hilarious?
I think it's the brainchild of Carrie Ryan; correct me if I'm wrong.
Empress Awesome wants to know if she can interview me when my book comes out.
Let me put it to you this way. This is me:
(Let me know if the comic isn't working, will ya? It went all wonky on me this morning. Evidently, comics and pimpability don't mix.)
(Update part deux: For some reason, the bleeping comic won't bleeping work for some people. If you can't see it, I want you to close your eyes and pretend that you see a cartoon of me in all my clashing, yellow-shirted, purple-shorted glory, holding a sign that says, "Pimpable." Because when it comes to interviews, I am.)
As we get closer to my yet-to-be-determined pub date, of course I'll be available for interviews, guest blog posts, stuff like that. Richard will be too. And really, who could resist a guest blog post from Richard Simmons?
(Disclaimer: It's not the real Richard Simmons. Really.)
Barb says that she's planning to be Medusa for Halloween. She's got the rubber snake hairdo all set, but she wants to know what I think Medusa would have worn.
Now, this is my area of expertise. For those of you who weren't around last year, I love Halloween. I ADORE Halloween. I constantly come up with costume ideas like the tooth finja (tooth fairy/ninja extraordinare). I love Halloween so much that I refused to let my first child be born on any other day.
I'm that dedicated.
So I am your go-to person for Halloween dilemmas. And I can answer this with one brain tied behind my back.
Medusa would clearly wear this:
You thought it was going to be sparkly Richard Simmons shorts, didn't you? But no, I am all about keeping you on your toes. And everyone knows that Medusa had a secret watermelon fetish.