Jason says "read this blog!"
Just when I'm about to sign the DNR papers for this blog something comes along and inspires me to write another post. One of these days Jason Segel will come to his senses and beg me to befriend him. I just hope he isn't waiting to see the 365th reason. It may take years.



365 Reasons Why...An Explanation

Well, hello there (said in a very sexy voice). You're looking quite lovely today. Welcome to my blog. Feel free to take off your shoes and get comfortable, maybe leave a comment or two. This started out as kind of a funny thing to do after I blew a phone conversation with Jason, but I've found I really enjoy writing every day and researching new and interesting things about my future BFF. In January I met Jason at a comedy club and the few words we shared only reinforced my belief that he and I would get along famously. As a dear friend of mine recently said, "why wouldn't he want to be friends with you - you're awesome!" Perhaps the 365 reasons in this blog may just convince Jason of what I already know to be true: separately, our awesomeness is great; combined, it may be enough to take over the world. If you want to be one of my esteemed followers, simply click on the 'follow' button toward the bottom of the page. Come on, you know you want to.



Sunday, April 4, 2010

Reason 124

Foot massages. You may find this hard to believe, Jason, but I actually like feet and am happy to massage my friends' feet now and then. Actually, let me clarify. I like healthy, clean feet. You couldn't pay me enough to touch some old person's nasty feet (sorry, Mom). I'm not a foot fetishist, by any means, but there is something kind of cute and comforting about feet. Just think of all the amazing things our feet allow us to do - walk, skip, jump, run, dance. It's only right that we give them some TLC now and then. I happen to possess a set of above-average feet, in terms of the curve of my arch, length and shape of my toes, and general cuteness, so I am always happy to show them off. I even have a tattoo on the top of my right foot and get a happy tingle whenever someone points it out or asks what it says (it's in Latin). Since you are a giant among men at 6'4" I bet you have big feet, Jason. No problem. I will gladly knead your Sasquatch tootsies...as long as you wash all that forest debris off of them first.

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