Poacher Patttttt

Having been around the blogosphere block a time or two I can tell you that there is no crime more serious than poaching of fellow blogger's material. So here is a little something that I found on patttttt's blog, from an email he received from me. It now resides in its proper home. Let the Blogoff begin.

Jordache doesn't email too often, but when he does, he comes strong. I told Jordan he could take over my blog when I finally quit, and this was his response:"I was thinking about starting a blog, but I'm afraid if it becomes more popular than Patttttt's, it would affect our friendship. I mean, who wants to read the blog of a married man.......Woke up today at 6am. Betsy woke me up 4 times in the middle of the night because I was sleeping in the wrong position and we had to switch spots. Had egg beaters, the equivalent of eggs for you non-married folks, as well as a glass of grapefruit juice. Read the NY Times because the LA Times is much less internationally acclaimed. Hopped in my new "sled" and drove to work listening to NPR. Pulled up and told Juan to change my oil today and detail my new "sled." I'm pretty sure he didn't understand my idiosyncratic speech pattern because when I picked my "sled" up at 5pm it wreaked of buche. Did some comercial real estate business. Met up with Jason for our 4 drink minimum happy hour before heading to Trader Joes for some fair trade, low carb brown rice and skinless chicken breast. Snuck in a couple bottles of wine and some tequila with ginger ale (shhhhhhh, don't tell the Zet), since Jordan puked my remaining booze up in our garbage disposal. Was harassed and harangued by Hollywood DK for no less than 2 hours on no more than 2 subjects. Came home and watched Golden Girls and went to bed.I mean really, who wants to read that bullshit in a blog."As much as I want to turn this right around in Basics' face, I can only concede defeat.