Today is a Plaid day. And how appropriate, that the title of my new blog is Gone to Plaid: The Blog. Coincidence? I think not.
You know it's a good morning when you get an email that is titled "Date a Hot Scot". No, it's not a new Scottish dating service (and if it's not Scottish, it's CRAP! ~SNL), it's a travel promotion geared to women (and gay men, I suppose) where the visitor votes on their favorite of 20 hot, single Scotsmen, and are then entered to win a trip to Scotland. The url for this contest is http://www.dateahotscot.com/, and if you must know, I voted for number 5. Aparently, there are half a million single men in Scotland, so I'm living in the wrong country! I so need to win this trip!
Thanks do Dave Barry's blog (which makes me snort whatever I'm drinking when I read it), I was dutifully informed of the existence of http://www.undergear.com/. If you use the search box and enter "plaid", you can see an array of plaid underwear offerings. Can I just say that these men look a lot better in their plaid underwear than my ex, who wore the religious (aka hole-ly) version when staying with me in my house. Dude, if you're going to A) wear plaid underwear and B) show it to a girl, it should look like these. SPOILER ALERT! ****** There should be no holes in the underwear, and it should fit correctly.
I'm a bit nervous as to what other plaid reference will be presented today. They say (and "they" are always right) that these things come in threes. I hope it has nothing to do with the canollis I'm picking up from the bakery after work.
Tags: Dating, Humor