got home late last night to a phone full of messages

scary bunny and generous invitations, and fortunately i Tivoed Survivor which is back to being one of my favorite shows.

you know it must be a good show if i am wanting to write about that other than talk about the invite i got to see mexican wrestling, midget strippers, and tijiuna strippers at the beautiful mayan theatre.

tonight karisa is throwing some sort of party + dinner thing, but i have a date with a tennis star. which brings up an interesting dimension of love. the kind i have for karisa.

very very rarely as i have grown olde have i found myself being “just friends” with hot babes.

i have tons of friends who i hardly ever get a chance to hang out with and even though getting new friends might be a good idea, it’s hard to do if youre a hermit superhero who either spends his evenings on the computer or meeting single young ladies of southern california.

there just isnt usually a lot of time for platonic friendships with babes.

for some reason platonic friendships with dudes makes more sense cuz lots of times those sorts of friendships take place in strip clubs and ballparks and hunting and fishing trips: places babes usually dont like to hang out in.

but karisa is the exception to many rules and even though she and i dont sit around holding hands like i might do with chris or jeanine, and even though she and i dont go to gentlemen’s clubs like i might do with some of my pals, we do find other things to do as we’re making time with each other beyond the drinking and laughing and yabbering that we often do.

i love karisa in a very deep way and i hope to be a good friend of hers for a long time. shes a magical girl, constantly searching for fun, open to all possibilities unless youre a young man trying to get some action and youre 22 or younger.

speaking of nice fellas, my man adam flowed the bus blog ten smackers. thank you adam!

26. adam

i do all of this for you all, you know that dont you?

i go on dates with hot babes for you.

i end up making out with 19 year old girls for you.

i end up not going to Mexican Wrestling with sexy adult women so i can do some sweet ass undercover shit that will help out for some even sweeter overcover shit in the very near future – for you.

i even type type type in my blog during my lunch break when i should be sitting outside in the sun like a normal person, just so that you can be entertained and informed.

i do this out of love.

a funky weird love.

probably the same sort of love St. Valentine himself had a long time ago when he had a blog.

and i appreciate it when you appreciate it back.

happy heart day america!


happy valentine’s day, tony

hi, anna, happy valentine’s day to you! but since when do you like valentines day? i remember you saying that all valentines day was was an american greeting card day sham.

it is a greeting card sham, but im starting to appreciate the underlying theme more as i get older.

is that so? whats the underlying theme, you old bag?

the underlying theme is this is the day where we should celebrate love of all sorts, not just romantic/sexual/boyfriend+girlfriend love.

very interesting theory. pardon me for having a hard time believing it is from you. didnt you tell me last year that all valentines day is is for those who dont have any love in their lives to feel a whole bunch shittier about their lives, and for those who do have love in their life to be forced to spend way too much money on overpriced dinners and flowers that are going to die?

i can change my mind.

actually it sounds like youre no longer banging enrique.

im no longer “banging” anyone.

so is that the source of your new way of thinking?

maybe. whatever. leave me alone. you should be happy.

i am happy. i agree with you, by the way. i think that the idea of love should be celebrated at least once a year, if not more. love is a great emotion, a powerful stimulous, and pretty much the meaning of life. since days like Christmas are so bastardized and commercialized into not even meaning what they should mean, it’s nice when theres one day where people can think about all the forms of love in their lives.

i love you, tony.

you do?

yes. of course i do.

where are you tonight?


what are you doing there?

getting my hair done.

what’s the occasion?

valentine’s day, silly.

do you have a date?

i dont know, do i?

anna kournikova, you sly fox.

i flew out here last night after i read that you didnt have a valentine.

flew out from where?

from miami. surprise!

im speechless.

i would have thought that you would be tied up with ashley or chris or clippergirl or someone.

i would have thought that you would be wining and dining with some super famous international studboy.

i am, you.

what do you want to do tonight?

i thought we could get a fire going, order some pizza and think about all the different forms of love there are in the world.

like how i feel about wrigley field, and tivo, and the internet, and free porn and music via peer-to-peer sharing?

i just picked up something at Vic’s that you are going to fall in love with.

more than i love Kazaa?

part of it is leather, part of it has pink straps, part of it has zippers, and its all insanely tight.

youre killing me.

when i came out of the dressing room a man saw me and fell right over.

i told my boss i would work late tonight because i didnt think i had any plans.

i dont mind waiting

it happened one night is going to be on Turner Classics at 5pm.

i’ll make sure it’s being Tivoed.

you still have a key to my house?

i keep it very close to my heart.

youre so full of it, anna.

yes i am, but im coming over, so be ready.