Is my Twitter feed romp worthy?

Mandy Stadtmiller has her digital stiletto spiked so deeply into my nut sack I can barely breathe, and let me just say, that dynamic does not work for me. In the Twitterverse, Mandy is 495 times more successful than me. Nothing against Mandy, but that is a problem, and I need to fix it. Quick. Should Mandy ever again surf through my digital world, I'd like her to raise one of her well-sculpted eyebrows and think, "Ummm... Yum... I could get down with this guy." Continue reading →