Happy Monday, loyal readers. Hope your weekends went well. Despite summer officially ending last week, the weather has still stayed warm. Global Warming be damned! Fuck the polar ice caps, I say! I hate wearing pants. Shorts forever!
Anyways, the weekend. I watched lots of sports. The Cubs clinching a playoff spot soothed my angst over the Bears being a dumpster fire of a football team. I'm sure I could've done a better job of quarterbacking than Jimmy Clausen against Seattle yesterday. Once the Cubs playoff run ends (hopefully with a fucking World Series trophy), I'm going straight to Bulls mode 'cause Derrick Rose's fragile knees are more sturdier than the Bears D-line.
Speaking of sturdy, the reliable Ray Donovan aired its season finale last night. If you were busy watching Peyton Manning and the Broncos shit all over the Lions, you missed some ample T&A courtesy of the beautiful . Holy hard on! I'd love to be Hogan's hero! She played a hooker in a crazy scene where old, creepy Jon Voight literally snorted coke off her ass! I bet she never imagined in acting class she'd be naked on TV with lines of powdered sugar on her ass. Hollywood dreams do come true!