So MonkeyPi, intrigued by your comment on my blog. After looking through yours, if I don’t know you, I should! Unfortunately, I’m, like, Columbus’ Most Clueless at guessing folks’ identities. I’m the chick that would never notice that Clark Kent and Superman look exactly the same except for that little curl that falls over the forehead when he’s being all heroic. (I would, however, notice that he’s hot in either incarnation. I’m clueless, not stupid.)

If you click “back to the Archetype site” in the right-hand column of the blog, you’ll end up back on, well, the main site, and my name is all over the freaking place…along with my email address…just in case you decide to expose yourself.

As sexy as I think ball players are, I never realized that I don’t look at their crotches. But certainly while they are running or I’m sitting in the outfield, I’m totally looking at their little butts.

I guess it is all just unicorns and rainbows and sugar and spice after all.