In Which I Meet A Blog Fan Who Did Not Give Birth To Me

With apologies to Lita Ford, I went to a party last Saturday night (I didn't get laid, I got in a fight.) and I happened to run into a fan of this very blog. This does not happen very often, unless I'm looking into a mirror, or I've been invited to my parent's house for dinner.

Naturally, I was pleased.

So, a shoutout to Nagle, who was kind enough to tell me good things about myself and who I may or may not travel with as my inspirational spirit motivational guide.

Then, we got shitfaced and he gave me 401k advice (which is how all 401k advice should be given these days.)

So Nagle, I promise to post more, and I promise you are way better than this Nagle: