Reporting From Glendale, California.
As you know, I don't eat a lot of deep-fried foods. Just the thought of it makes me want to jump in the shower and scrub the grease off my skin so hard that I bleed through my pores.
But tonight I really had a craving for sweet-and-sour sauce poured all over something deep fried—anything deep fried. I would've even considered eating a shoe if it were slathered with sweet-and-sour sauce. As with all my cravings, I had to satisfy it right away by running to the Panda Express up the street and pouring sweet-and-sour sauce all over a bowl full of deep-fried shrimp on top of vegetables, chow mein, and steamed rice. (Aren't you glad that this is a relatively tame craving? What would happen if I craved "the liver of a Chinaman"?)
Many people are curious how I'll be able to keep coming up with stuff to blog over a 24-hour period starting on Saturday, July 29, 2006, at 6 a.m. (as part of Blogathon 2006). Some people are expecting that I will be even more uncensored than I normally am, and that just may be true. Some topics that I'm hoping to cover: the night that I was assaulted last year; porn; my gruesome adventures in Hollywood; porn; my addiction to self-help books; porn; and, if there's time, porn. Stay tuned, dear readers.