Since a few people have asked....here's the sordid story behind last Tuesday's update:

I had invited Stacy Burke over for a relaxing dip in the pool and a few drinks. Of course my unspoken hope was that her visit would lead to a little something in the romance department. When I finally lured her into my bedroom after four Long Island ice teas in the hot sun I thought she would be good to go. Imagine my shock when she rebuffed my advances and then landed a fist in my stomach!! That little blonde bimbo is feistier than you would ever believe, particularly with what must have been a blood alcohol content of at least 2.0..

-- XXOO Tanya