The road to hell....
Got this in the mail today from Mike.

Geez dude, I go to your blog tonight and what do I see? Oh! thought
processes followed thusly: "Rob had a great dream, I shall read on... Oh my
GOD, what the shit is THIS? WHAT? FUCK! SHUT UP! SHUT UP SHUT UP!!"

you see Rob, I am not here to lecture or attempt to censor your right to
graphically describe what Gwyneth Paltrow is doing to your genetalia in a
dream, I just felt that maybe you'd like to know that the closest thing I
could relate the experience of reading that level of detail about my
friend... is like accidentally walking into my parents bedroom while they
were having sex. just a little under that. (cause gwyneth is there) Again, I
come not to censor. I come not to judge. and I could've lived without
hearing bout how your dream girl was specifically making you come. thank
you.

-Mike

You're welcome, the letter made me laugh until I cried. In the future, refer to any parts of my lower half of the body shall be replaced with the names of fruits and vegables. So now you'll get to hear about dangling berries and large mellons. I aim to please.