I debated with myself on whether or not I wanted to post this and the banter between me, myself, and I was quite entertaining. In the end, though, I concluded that this is MY fucking blog and I’ll post what I want on it.
So, having said that, let me set up the story then I’ll get to my rant.
Yesterday, I published a rather provocative poetic duet that I had co-authored with the talented Miss Hasty. Not long after I published this post a comment appeared on the post from one Superbitch, whom some of you may remember as my wife. She’s my estranged wife now, and we’ve been separated pretty much since Valentine’s Day. By the way, if there’s a more inopportune time to tell someone you don’t want to be married to them other than Valentine’s Day, I’m not sure when that is.