I suppose I should know better than to blog on an empty stomach. Weird things happen when I do. Perfectly ordinary posts about morally ambiguous heroes (and why I don't like them) turn into odes about--of all things--cake.
Yes, I said cake. How are men like cake? What kinds of men are like cake--and what kinds of cake are they like? Well, you can find the whole post by visiting the Nine Naughty Novelists. Better eat something first!